When I was growing up, my father use to have a vegetable farm. I have memories of the time when I had to tread wheat on a early cold frosty morning. The bento my mother made me for lunch was always filled the vegetables made on the farm. During my childhood, I was not fully able to appreciate these things. I would want to sleep in, and have a fancier lunch. However, now I realized from these memories and experiences the joy of making, and I am thankful to be taught the simple way of cooking. This time it is my turn to make things for everyone!
May 1 2016 ~ June 30 2016
April 1 2016. ~ April 30 2016
March 1 2016 ~ March 31 2016
Feb.1 2016 ~ Feb.29 2016
Dec.31 2015 ~ Jan.31 2016
