Every time I’m back at my parent’s house in California, I fill up on all the home-cooked Burmese and Chinese food I can possibly stuff myself with. I consider myself extremely lucky that my mother is such an amazing cook and that from a very young age, I was exposed to “exotic” food (she was always getting recipes from her friends at work and trying them out at home).
|Mom trying out fried sardines in Istanbul|
Of course, at the time, my conforming child-self wished I could have meatloaf and TV dinners like all my “normal” American friends were having!
Now I see how fortunate I was. My passion for food and eating came from my mother. She showed me how flavors and colors can enhance not just your dining experience, but your life as well. Eating with my mother was always a social affair full of friends and family, stories, jokes, and laughter.
|My mom and I traveling in Bagan, Burma|
I love my mother so much for teaching me how to enjoy and appreciate food in and of itself, and for teaching me to share that joy with others.
For the longest time I had wanted to get her recipes down on paper and share them on my blog. Unfortunately, I was always traveling and whenever I visited, it was only for a short amount of time. This past month I was in California for several weeks and finally managed to get a couple recipes to share! Be on the look-out for them in the next few weeks!
Thanks, Mom, for having the patience to cook with me in your kitchen as I try to frantically scribble down the ingredients and take photos before everything burns! I’m sure my readers will also appreciate it, especially once they try your recipes!
© Connie Hum 2012