喫飯啦 ﹣餐桌前的家
- Cheung Yu-tsz
Searching through my childhood memories, besides roaming around with my buddy friends, I find dinner with my family leaving the strongest impressions. My mother, the housewife of the family, cooked every meal for me and my brother.
I especially like summer-night dinners. Dad was often gone for business. Mom would temporarily abandon the family dinner table, which was mostly used for visitors, and, instead, use the little table by the doorside where we did homework to serve dinner. Mom liked to leave the door to our flat open, and so brother and I sat around that little folding table, sensing the summer breeze from the corridor, smelling the food mom just brought out and ate happily……Those were to me moments of felicity.
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