My grandad was the only one in the house that ate it.

Grandad enjoying a meal at his house, surrounded by family love and memories.

My grandad’s peculiar culinary favorite was a dish that, while often met with skeptical looks from the rest of the family, held a special place in his heart. The way he savored every bite showcased a personal history wrapped in flavor—a nostalgia that reminisces not just about taste but also memories shared around the dinner … Read more