Every day of life is limited in size, whether it's colourful or plain as water. It always surprises you once in a while, as long as we think a little bit. Buying some soccer and not trying to make a good meal with it, it's a bit of a flash of thought, shape, taste, practice... It's a thought, it's starting to make a good meal, and in the process, it doesn't come out with the color it wants, although it's not perfect. It's okay. It lights up my table. So, my kids were shocked, and my passing relatives were taking pictures of me, and, "Mom, look, it's so tempting." And I was about to finish taking pictures, and then I got to work, and left the stand for the gentleman. And the good food awaits me, too. “Love, not looking for a perfect person, but learning to appreciate an imperfect person with a perfect vision.” I think it's good food, too. There's nothing wrong with food. It's just as good as the right place. For example, those drops of lemonade make the potatoes more beautiful. Food products: 2 French souffles, 200 grams of potatoes: the right amount of cream, the right amount of lemon juice, the right amount of cherry, the right amount of flamingo。
