I always wondered why they say the secret ingredient in those delicious meals is "Love". I never understood the saying until I started cooking.
Love is when mom cuts everything in the exact size.
When she take that extra care to get that exact consistency
When She heats up a dish again for it to taste better
When he buys not any chocolate
but my favorite one from the duty free shop
When he gives that sweet pastry
to grand mom when she yells at him
When she hides that strawberry
so that it'll be ripened well
When he keeps that little piece of cake
that he got from the office party
When my little nephew breaks that biscuit
his favorite biscuit and
tells me "here, this for my favorite aunt" !
Love is not a powdered or solid ingredient. But its those tiny little pieces of actions that brings meaning to each and every dish served. With love, that secret ingredient, "taste"turns from a "sense" to a "feeling"!
