I'm lucky to be blessed with a wonderful mother, who is a full-time homemaker and a good chef. Even though she feels she's not as good a cook as her friends and relatives, I have always think she cooks really well.
Since my mum is a great cook, I never had the need to learn to cook. I spent time with her in the kitchen watching her cook and be the kitchen hand once in a while chopping up stuff and did the washing. But have never got around to really cook a proper meal for the family.
I left home at 16 for studies and missed my mum's cooking terribly. When I was still living at home, mum always had dinner ready when we came back from school and work. Nothing fancy though, just simple home-cooked dishes with the company of my family and the the news broadcasted on TV. The 20 to 30 minutes at the dinning table has a remedial effect and was enough to make me forget the tiredness and stress I had from school.
As I grow older, started working and eventually get married, I still didn't have my own kitchen and we dined out everyday. My dream then was to be able to cook a decent meal for my husband when he comes back from work, and it didn't happen until we moved to Sydney last year when I started serious cooking. Since then, there's no turning back. Cooking became a daily affair, an affair I am sure B doesn't mind me having.
Here are some home-cooked goodness we had last weekend.

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