We always have foods that we remember growing up. Our moms are our first cooks and the first tastes we ever remember. When we have to move out on our own we tend to struggle with having the comforting tastes and smells of home back. Some of us go home and beg our mom’s to make them for us again. I on the other hand prefer to make them on my own. Here’s my experience trying to capture the flavors of home cooking and getting my favorite recipes out of my own mother. Enjoy!
September 12, 2016