day 10 : childhood memory

Oh gosh, I have so many childhood memories ---- family, toys, gatherings, bowling, yardwork, shows, friends. But, regardless, they all included delicious food, made with the hands and heart of family and friends.

And always, there was a pot of rice to be found on our table. It was a staple.

We had white rice almost every day with our dinner and my dad gave us lessons in making the perfect pot of white rice. The simple steps --- rinse rice until water is clear, put rice in cooker and add water until it is almost to your wrist. Ready to cook. And almost always perfect. If not, it was a hard lesson learned as another pot of rice was made or the maker would make it again the next night for practice.

My favorite rice dishes growing up, and even now, include fried rice, spam musubi, tomagomaishi [steam rice, egg and lap chong] and sushi.

So many things about rice trigger memories of my dad and childhood.  And, still, rice remains a steadfast at our family gatherings.