“well sometime my past or let we say my remembrances when i was cooking in the kitchenits too verrry dificult for me to cock especially i syou have trobleling in your mind manny need to do but cant finish .but i cook one they its verry bitter about a pices of cake i copy the instruction on whatever is it but my mom said you bitter sweet . and i said huh? that was weird but i feel strange and she make a cake for me the better. well sometime you tell to your self can i do that ??? and how of what she is good enough and my mom luagh at me you can put on that react . im oviously get mad and my mom get the pices of cake and throw it on my face .i hate that thing but ass if . but i sad ohhhh yeah i remember the secret of cooking comes from heart and need to focus and i kiss my mom i sad thanks .and after tyhat we go to the disco whitout any permishion on my momwell funny thing that place beacuse long time i did not go on there but i miss a lot of cake of my mom.when we go home the cake vegetable”be happy onn your mom like a kitchen for a good thing :)and focus in life thanks for reading