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The culmination of the battle, Between salty and sour, Peppered to perfection. The sweetness of caramelized onions, The tickling aroma of browned garlic, In a beautiful confetti of scallions. Warm and tender meat, Drenched in an otherworldy sauce, Bursting with umami and flavor. A product of love and spices, Filling both our bellies and hearts, It never fails to remind me of home. But mom, you see, In all these years, I've come to know, Of all your versions of Adobo, The best ones are made, When you share it with me.
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May 12, 2018
May 12, 2018 at 8:22 PM UTC
Mom's Adobo
The culmination of the battle, Between salty and sour, Peppered to perfection. The sweetness of caramelized onions, The tickling aroma of browned garlic, In a beautiful confetti of scallions. Warm and tender meat, Drenched in an otherworldy sauce, Bursting with umami and flavor. A product of love and spices, Filling both our bellies and hearts, It never fails to remind me of home. But mom, you see, In all these years, I've come to know, Of all your versions of Adobo, The best ones are made, When you share it with me.
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29/M/Russian
May 12, 2018
May 12, 2018 at 8:22 PM UTC
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