My mother cooks in our house, and her cooking skills are very good!

Because I feel that the dishes cooked by my mother are the most delicious because they are seasoned with love and have the taste of home. In the minds of my children, my mother is the eternal love.

Although my mother has been gone for many years, she still has not forgotten the upbringing she gave me.

In particular, the meals made by my mother are sweet and delicious, with a long-lasting taste, especially the green pepper and potato shreds made by my mother, which are sweet and crispy. I still remember them.

I remember when we were young, whenever we sisters came home from school, our mother would make a bowl of fragrant green pepper and potato shreds. We sisters would fight to eat them all first, and we were still unsatisfied. Then our mother would argue for another bowl and let us

Eat happily.

Potatoes are a specialty of our hometown. Because potatoes are easy to grow and have a short growth cycle, they are commonly grown in my home. Before the reform and opening up, when the production team was working, because the rice, corn, wheat and other staple grains produced in our hometown were turned over to the public grain, the remaining

We don’t have much left to distribute to our family. We have many sisters and face food shortages every year. Fortunately, we have potatoes as our staple food, which solves the temporary difficulty.

Potatoes can be eaten in many ways, including roasting, frying, stewing, boiling, steaming, slicing, cutting into strips, dicing, shredding, pureing, etc. You can make them delicious in whatever way you can think of.

It is also used as a staple food and a vegetable.

The shredded potatoes made by my mother are delicious and we love to eat them, but there were no other options at the time. In fact, the method is very simple and you can learn it once you learn it. You just need to control the heat properly.

When I returned home during the holidays, I suddenly discovered that my mother’s cooking was sometimes bland and sometimes salty. She said calmly that her sense of taste had deteriorated.

At that moment, I discovered for the first time that my parents will grow old, and the time I have to accompany them, have a meal with them, or cook a meal for them myself is so limited. And when I go home

, have become promising, and when they can be treated to delicacies from the mountains and seas, I am afraid they no longer care about those delicacies.

The most delicious dish in the world is always waiting for you on the dining table when you get home and walk in the door, no matter whether you succeed or fail. It is the dish cooked by your mother who is looking forward to the whole family reunion.