Why does everything at home taste different? Maybe because everything has a drop of mom’s love? Moms add their love, affection, care and thoughts in everything they make, and that is why you cannot find this taste in any other place.
As I was looking through the pictures in folder I came upon these pics and wanted to share them with you. These were taken this summer, at home : ).
Mom cut watermelon for us. I can even smell (in my mind) the aroma of this mellow fruit now.
Mom’s salad with fresh tomatoes and green pepper. Very simple salad yet tastes really nice and fresh.
Mom’s homemade yogurt.
Mom arranging her freshly baked nans (bread).
What about you? What food or thing you miss and/or love most from your home?