A home, Beloved Where kitchen's fun and alive, Diningroom's smiling
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i’ve been living away from my parents since young age and before that i loved to cook for everyone in the family; i was not a best cook but my father loved most of what i made — now i realize why i prefer home cooking (both mine and my friends’) to the restaurant food — most home cooking is loaded with fresh ingredients, less additive substance and lots of sprinkles of love
my friends are visiting soon and i am thinking of cooking for them — excited! π
Human being is human being. No one is perfect. No one is clean. If someone looks perfect, it is just the lenses are focusing on oneβs good parts or the lenses are damaged unable to see all details or one is just in a lucky blind spot. What a blessing to look perfect! β whatever the cause is
Making mistakes is a perfect description about human being. The perfection overdoes though when the same mistake is repeated β too many times will kill!
*sigh*
May all beings be full-bellied. π
burnt mackerel, salty veggies soup and cutie buns with some ants is a set of perfect imperfection I cooked today
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