maternal recipes
VicentaLakin
Good food, warm memories inside; good marriage, how wonderful life is! We've been married for more than a decade. We're not in love at first sight, but in five short months, we've been in love for a lifetime. We are young, but we are more traditional people, who say to each other, first of all, the consent of their families and the blessing of their loved ones, so we started by seeing their parents, remembering that I first came to their homes, and that his mother was, of course, a caterer full of tables, but most reminiscent of that cuisine cuisine, which is the custom for guests. And then I asked his mother how this delicious meat was made, fat and not tired, and tasted like it. A piece of meat and some prunes in the bowls, and then two foods which are separate from each other, so that they may permeate each other, and there is me in you and there is you in me, just like our lives. That is the fate. Later, he told me the story about prunes, ox and May's love, saying that ox and pey are the same thing, and that we're the same chickens, so he always said that we're the namés, and you're the same prunes, and that you're the one nobody wants. And I've always thought that life is real, simple, family and temper, healthy, and that it's enough to learn to appreciate and appreciate. Like a good meal, it is only when you have a quiet heart and enjoy your taste that you know that life is made of sour and bitter, but it is different. Our fate may also have begun at the moment of the prune, when I always felt that cooking was a process of passion and emotion, natural and warm, cooking every dish with heart for the person you love and the person you love, so that people who taste food can feel happy and warm. Every holiday, I'll make this cuisine cutter, because of the beauty of the cuisine cutter, which is why we have to enjoy it. Of all the partners, only prune cutter is the most appropriate “other half” and prune cutter is the perfect combination and complementarity, and no one can be left without it. A family, waiting for me to bring warm, delicious prunes and buns, it's so satisfying..
VicentaLakin
He first met him because of a friend's carefully arranged date. There was no lack of each other's zeal, but it was not for that reason that there was a subsequent encounter and a deep past. Indeed, as the old saying says, "Fate has come and cannot stop it." That's me and him. Love at first sight happens to us, and then comes a day apart from three autumns. After work, every meal was taken together and a proud woman began to love the kitchen. It's my second job to buy recipe books, go online and look at the recipes, and go to the vegetable and vegetable areas of the supermarket. There's dry sea cucumber in the house. It's my mother's supplement. I snuck out a few of them for him, learned to bubble hair, and then made them for him. For the first time, the bubble hair was not too good, and the cucumbers were so hard and small. But it makes sense. And then Mom noticed that there was less and less sea cucumber, and then I was so embarrassed... Now, the word “sea cucumber” is a sweet phrase in our lives that is both happy and reminiscent. Bourbon and cucumber, be your favorite
VicentaLakin
It's another year of the red potato season, and the big bag came up the other day, and I'm a melon, a melon, a melon. The melon's nutrition is really good, and now there are plenty of opportunities for big fish meat, and we need to add more of this kind of coarse grain to our own people and our families. When the kid came back from class, he saw me making beans, and he asked me to make that melon the day before yesterday. He says he likes the smell of melons. So I added two little melons. Today's soybean is a long, nutritious melon, peanut soy. It's not as dense as I thought, but it smells like silky melons without sugar. Personally, I'd love to do it if my friends wanted to. If you guys had a better mix, I could do it. Preparation: Half peanut rice, half beans, a little black sesame, two little melons. Practices:
VicentaLakin
Always inspired. Then suddenly the light appeared, and it was decided to combine the two sides into one, and to make a plaster of ginger palms. It would be a pain in the as it should be, but it would be a pain in the ass and a pain in the ass, and it would be a good taste for the party, and it would be a good way for the lazy to turn all the material into thin, thick and dry. Ginger changed to ginger powder because ginger powder is ready. The envisaged approach is simple, with all the drugs bulging with red dates and splattering with platinum, then with ginger and pink sugar. It was only then that it was discovered that the scale was beyond imagination, that for the first time it was allowed to deal with such a jar of material, and that the air flow formed at speeds allowed the roof to float. In the end, there was no accident to break a thick paste. It's boiled with water, and once again it's a thick paste. It's a big deal. I didn't expect this big one. It's sealed in small boxes because the sugar is not enough to break it. Before eating, freeze in the freezer, take appropriate quantities, warm or red sugar, and take them. This is a refill of blood, warmth and stomach. It applies to people with insufficient blood, cold and moist condensation, weak blood and mild limbs. It's a fiery blood fever, and it's a taboo for those who feel the heat is still fresh。
VicentaLakin
Remember when you stood in front of the company with a pineapple at the door for a few hours; you stood in front of me without a phone call for 10 minutes on the way; you remember the first time you bought me a windsuit, which cost me more than 1,500, and you paid me for it without saying anything; you kept me warm when my hands and feet were cold; and you said, "Don't go to work, I feed you." Twelve years ago, he was introduced and met by his husband, who was living in his company's dormitory, and three were jointly rented and asked an aunt to cook for them. After a formal relationship with his husband, he was often given a little snack, and the best part was the fish soup that he learned from his mother, which, although not so beautiful at that time, was always washed up every time he finished. Eat and say, "It's delicious, give it back later." It's beautiful that I nod. Maybe it was my soup. We were married on December 12th. Twelve years have passed, but we've grown more and more fond of each other, enjoying each other's daily happiness, and occasionally taking a walk, sometimes watching a movie with children on their backs, and occasionally having candlelight dinner. Husband likes soup, which we all call "Treat fish soup" often appears on our table and is now the child's favorite. It's made of seafish, but it's not a taste, it's fresh, it's delicious。