When a child I lived at Chaiyaphum My father and my mother worked outside the home, but both will work faster. The secret must come home to accumulate into the kitchen to steamed glutinous rice with rice, most of which are made with the purchase of the raw material is derived from the market. Best vegetables were planted around the House kept the. The impression is that the taste alone. Because what it is more than that is when my father came back to. Everyone would sit and eat together. Mommy and me without seeing mothers complain that long Word. Enough to grow a bit so it is enough to come to help lighten the dishes and Cook rice without the wait for mom. One of the events. .. and in the idea. Is the day I quit school very late coming back. The car, at home, they lose their mother they complain that there is no money hungry. Open the template in the Cabinet, there is nothing left at all. The only thing that is the slogan of the fish that are in the jars. Mother brought anchovies with onions, sprinkled with hot rice and FRY in oil, eaten with fried fish, all with just a single, but it was the most delicious meals in your life.Until I came to study in Phitsanulok I told him that, no matter the meal to eat will be to expensive to eat and it had a delicious flavor only through the mouth but lacks taste again I go home. The mother will ask if he wants to eat something, and then she is going to buy the raw materials to the market to make the ball get to eat it as they feel that probably no one will do for us. Now, she begins an unforgettable. I would like to say that the mother is asked to Cook, I eat to misalignment.
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