Now that I am back at home I am appreciative of the fact that my mother cooks almost every evening—and her dishes taste very good. Eating her food reminds me of everything I go through when I go back to school in terms of eating.
You see, I love homemade meals, who does not? Thus when I moved to school I attempted to learn how to cook. I refused to eat the cafeteria food that simply tasted like chemicals.
My first week away from home I tried to cook a Dominican dish—the very basic—rice and beans with some chicken. Read more.
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