Thankful Tuesday #2

I will always be eternally grateful for my heritage and home-cooked food.  There is just something amazing about walking into my parents' house and realizing it smells like home.  My husband said one day back when we first started dating that I smelled like my house...aka Asian food.  At first I was floored, "I smell like lumpia?!"  but then it grew on me.  There's just something about home that will always be my safe haven and enjoying my mother's home meals is part of that.  Every time one of my brothers or sisters come to visit, they always put in meal requests and my mom happily cooks for them. She enjoys cooking Vietnamese food, it helps her feel close to home and stay connected with her heritage too.  Last time we visited, she packed me some pre-marinated meat and some home-made fish sauce.  The taste of home will never get old.

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