There is No Place Like Home

Very few things motivate me to leave the city. When I do, I expect it to be worth my energy expenditure. Let me tell you, going home will always be worth it. I hadn't seen my bro, mom, and dad since January. Despite the delicious meals I have been having in NYC, there is nothing like a home cooked meal.

I learned tonight that the longer I stay away, the better the meal will be upon my return (just kidding mom). However, my mom did prepare a feast. It started out with a pomegranate cocktail, which was not overly sweet and didn't taste alcoholic.

This is the only picture I took, I am just not a fan of taking pictures with my phone; but, I guess I need to get over that this weekend. We sat and chatted over this drink. Then came the meal. We had Lobster! fresh Asparagus! and a Baked Potato! Everything was so fresh and made with love. I still don't know how my mom makes those asparagus taste so great, I can't make them like she does. Even my little brother devours them. I managed to cut myself on the lobster, it is somewhat a tradition for me. Also, with lobster in my stomach it officially feels like summer. I just need put my feet in the ocean and then it will really feel like summer! Lastly, my mom made cookiewiches. There is nothing like eating two chocolate chip cookies with ice cream in the middle. I can't wait for the other meals!