I'm not a great cook, and they don't taste like my mother's but I think it's good enough when my friends finished all the dishes that I cook and even happier when my boyfriend finishes whatever left in the pot. Although sometimes it annoys me when there's no more leftover and I am hungry after class.
There's no point of this post really. I'm just really upset. Food does not heal the heart and it's definitely not the way to a man's heart even if he finishes the whole pot.