My take-away: "No matter where we went ..... none tasted like my mother's". Even as an adult, I can't forget what my mom used to prepare. My consolation is that I'm blessed with a wife who can cook too. Let me add this, apart from always returning home on time to eat from my wife's delicious table, I rarely eat out because of food seasonings. Some seasoning cubes are not appealing to me; same with colouring substances. Some chefs use chemicals instead of palm oil; it's scary. In fact, eating out is something I dread. I like your article ..... honestly