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Home-cooked food

The sad truth is, we live in a quick fix society and we are all pressed for time. So what really happen to our mealtimes?

Have you ever had days when you haven't eaten any filling, satisfying food for the whole day and despite having gobbled down some finger food or fast food within a short span, you would still go back home, looking forward to the very sumptuous home-cooked meals? Even when your stomach isn't growling in hunger, somehow you'd just want to sink your teeth into the food that you have grown to be fed with. Home-cooked meals are the best, and although my mother is working and her meals aren't as spectacular as when she was a housewife (she cooks really awesome things really), I appreciate the things she cooks and the time she squeezes in to fix something homemade; not daily, but fairly often. 4 pm, or 8 pm or even 11 pm, one thing I look for when I step into the house is really her cooking. No packed foods, no take-aways, I just need food that my stomach or (as crazy as it sounds) my tastebuds have accustomized to, like how two complementary puzzles just fit and no other pieces can take one's place as substitution.

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