I never thought it was possible to miss something that you didn't have.
Or maybe the memory is so faint that I can't remember if it was real or a figment of my imagination.
For years, 7, I think, I've not enjoyed home cooked food.
What is home cooked food?
It's food that is cooked at home. With a catch. It involves eating it with people who cares about you. People whom you sit down with at the dinner table and talk about things which are important. Things which may mean nothing to a stranger sitting at the same table but everything to you.
I've been eating out everyday for as long as I can remember, with my fork and spoon as my constant dinner companions.
I guess it's only human to want something once in a while.
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