Something about cooking at home just makes me feel good. Tonight D made chicken and rice, with these veggies mixed with rice vinegar. Really pretty good, because when I first met her and we had dinner at her house for the first time, she made chicken with rice and salad. Every time she makes it, it just really kind of brings me back to when we first met.
We also made some home-made popcorn. Something about the simplicity of it, just kernels and oil and a little bit of shaking. No microwaves, no special flavors, just popcorn the way my dad used to make it.
It doesn’t get any more special then those days when you actually cook the food.