When I think about home, I think about memories of our family hovered around our dining table feasting on delicious warm meals my mom prepared.
Dinnertime is something each one of us looked forward to after a day at school or a day at work. It was a tradition in our family to eat dinner together that has been carried on for many years. The regular family dinners with siblings stopped when my siblings and I married and left home. On special occasions like birthdays and holidays, the tradition of gathering around our dining table for mom's "home cooked" meals intrinsically nudges places in our hearts full of familiarity but low in frequency. As the years passed, mom's table became known as Grandma's table filled with the same ambiances and love but larger with the addition of eleven grand children.
I still miss home, my mom and her home cooked meals and family time around the dinner table with my siblings. Today, I cook for my husband and children. I want them to remember me in the same way I remember my mom. I want them to think about home and my warm "home-cooked" meals. I am blessed with a husband who eats everything I cook, aside from the one time I served fried fish with the head on it (lol), well that is another story to share.
Everyday my husband and children eagerly call me while driving home to ask, " Mom... what's for dinner?" I answer by describing the food item cooking; however, what is really for dinner are growing memories of mom's home cooked meals after a day at school or a day at work with family and siblings gathered together. Traditions!
Chicken Adobo with Mushrooms
1. Saute garlic, onion.
2. Add sliced chicken
3. Add sliced mushrooms
4. Season with soy sauce and vinegar