Out for lunch at a Japanese restaurant in town now when I saw a mother out with her two kids. It immediately brought back fond memories of my parents bringing my siblings and I out for a meal together.
We would often go to a Japanese restaurant at Bugis Junction or sometimes, my Mom would bring us to Jack’s Place at Parkway Parade for steak and mushroom soup when my Dad was busy at work.
It seemed like only yesterday that I had my cha soba with some wasabi and a quail egg added into the dipping sauce. I also remember how I would add tobasco sauce over my escargots and downing it whole (less the shell of course).
Come to think of it, to bring three kids out once or twice a month for such food wasn’t cheap. But my parents never once held back on spending when it comes to food.
At this point of my post, I am almost tearing but since I am still in the restaurant, I controlled my emotions.
I just want to take this chance to say a big thank you to my parents for your love and for bringing us up.
Mom and Dad, I love you.