My Family Kitchen
My kitchen is so small that it doesn't even deserve to be described. I want to talk about my parents kitchen.
Their kitchen wasn't very big, but it was very nice. In the middle of the kitchen was a big square table. On the windows were curtains sewed by my mom. My mom liked to spend time in the kitchen. I can't say that she was a great chef, so our kitchen ofen smelled like burnt food. She could cook a few dishes and I stil remember their specific taste.
My family liked to drink tea. We could spend hours drinking aromatic tea with delicious cookies bought in the shop next door.
I miss those times, that lovely atmospher in my mom's kitchen.

1 Comments:
At 10:37 AM,
John said…
Your parennts' kitchen seems like it was a comfortable place for the family to relax and enjoy being part of your family. Surely your mother didn't burn everything she cooked, did she?
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