tangeli

desperate, he just made his own with whatever we had on hand.

I know those circumstances. It’s amazing how good it can be with a few simple ingredients and a bit of skill.

When my mother left, my father really didn’t know how to cook. He did his best but some dinners weren’t so good. We got used to the ‘nutty’ taste of burnt chicken and potatoes. Me and my brothers complained all the time. The only compliment he got was when we asked for seconds or thirds. He took it well. I have a very different perspective on it now, years later. I can feel your success. Congratulations!