Humans have very strong scent memory. Tell us about a smell that transports you.
My mother was a very good cook, she was able to turn an ordinary vegetable into a very tasty dish. When I came home on holidays from the university my mother would cook all my favorite foods, the smell before I went into the house made me hungry.
Whenever I go to a dinner invitation by a family from Bangladesh I think of my mother, what a marvelous cook she was and she hardly cooked anything that was not yummy. Unconsciously I compare the hosts cooking with my mom’s, my mom’s cooking is better than theirs.
Each one of her dishes had an aroma which drew families to our house, they appreciated it, and always wanted to know her method of cooking.
One of her famous food was pound cake, she did such a good job with it, no one not even the pastry shops were comparable.I guess I’m a bit partial.
Friendly foods from the Quaker Oats Company | Aliments amicales du Quaker Oats Company (Photo credit: CanadianaCA)
My Dear Amma,
Assalam O Alaikum. How are you? Today is Mothers Day, this is the daily prompt I’m supposed to write. I am so glad I am writing to you.I always remember how hard you worked for us,we are so fortunate to have a mother like you. The days you woke up three in the morning,to prepare breakfast for us,reminds me how prompt you were.I loved waking up with you and pretend to cook ,this was a treat for me. You knew I woke up too early,You did not make me go back to bed.I still can hear you telling me stories about the prophet,and how I should be a good girl,because God would be angry with me and you,if I was unkind.He would also be unhappy with you for raising a child lacking manners. It seems it was only the other day.
I loved watching you baking pound cake,it was my favorite.I would take the empty Quaker oats tin and imitate how you made the batter. I baked the little cake and was so proud. Abba would come and look at me ,he enjoyed watching me trying to learn how to cook. You encouraged me to do everything,you knew I wasn’t old enough,still you were happy to see me try. You taught us right from wrong,we listened to you, your friends liked us because we were not rowdy or unmannerly. You made sure when any elders called us we answered jee,this you said was the right way.
You always gave us lessons on humility. We tried to be good,there were times we did not measure up.We were gently reminded of our mistakes. When I think back,I wish I could go back to those days.Life was simple,we treated everyone as we wanted ourselves to be treated.
Thank you Amma for loving us so much. I love you with all my heart.I consider myself exceptionally lucky to have a Mom like you.
All my best wishes to you Amma,I hope you never feel embarrassed by my behaviour.