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This one is easy for me. When I was a kid, my mom made a hamburger casserole. The ingredients were fairly cheap, it was easy to make, delicious, and filling – all perfect for a single mother who worked long hours. Needless to say, we had it pretty regularly. When she passed away, my wife inherited all of her recipes. Mom has been gone 10 years, but when my wife makes it, it tastes just like it used to and takes me back to a time when, even though we didn’t have much money, it was her and me against the world. Eating it now gives me a warm comfortable feeling.
In fact, I’m going to text my wife now and tell her that I’d like some for supper this week.
I'm instantly getting the Ratatouille visuals when Ego eats the dish from his childhood when reading a story like this and it gives me goosebumps. Wish I had something like this.