as always when we go back home, we had a long list of things we’d been craving all year. this year version of the list, scribbled on a notebook page during our long london layover, was promptly snatched by my mom upon arrival. she planned, plotted and delivered what she could cook – the rest was consumed in various cafés and small restaurants here and there. kilos were gained and we left today with a happy belly and more cholesterol that we can afford… it went a bit like this (click images for bigger):
yes, we have a slight obsession with portuguese croissants (booo to puff pastry croissants!), traditional pastries and bread. and codfish. i suppose there’s no food like the food you grew up with, eh? what does your mom cook when you go home? :)