It's not worth it

Every fine festival, there are several foods! In the Northeast, it's a symbol of Luamoon, and I'm more of a childhood memory than aging! When I was a kid, my grandma had dumplings for the New Year, and I used a small plate, sour and sweet. And then when Grandma's gone, and every year she's close to La Luen Moon, she picks up a couple of bottles, and when she eats garlic, she remembers when she is a child! Sometimes I think that the best way to remember a man is to inherit her craftsmanship, to eat the same taste, and to be remembered