home


There is no place like home. In many occasions, I would disagree with the above, but when it comes to food, I think home is “the place”. I have been missing the freshness of the vegetables, the warmth of the bread, the taste of homemade herbs and spices, so typical and so rich. There is nothing like the flavor of true food, made by my grandma’s hands.

The heat is almost unbearable.

Almost.

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