blueberry pound cake

I completely and utterly forgot I had taken these photos.

Looking back, my picture-taking skills were absolutely noobish and it makes me sad that I wasn’t able to capture this cake better.

Around Christmastime, my mom took up baking cakes and wrapping them in cellophane and pretty ribbons for people at our church, family, friends, pretty much everyone. And being health-conscious, she always managed to bake the most delicious cakes that happened to be fairly low in sugar and white flour.

I really miss her baking… I miss waking up in the morning on the weekends to freshly baked baguettes and cold butter.

I love Hong Kong, but pictures like these really give me food and home nostalgia.

Sorry I don’t have a recipe. Mommy’s own secret. :)

She poured the leftover batter into little cupcake papers to test the cakes and make sure they were good. So silly. Of course they’re good. ^^

It really baffles me at times how many different things remind me of home. I think I’m incredibly blessed to have grown up in an Asian-American family in a place like Los Angeles where everything is so diverse. My tastebuds usually dictate to me the strongest sense of home, belonging, comfort, and nostalgia as I’m sure is the same for many people. But so many things make me feel at home.

Korean food and the smell of sizzling meat always, always automatically put me at ease and make me feel that I’m somewhere familiar and near home. But eating crisp baguettes, clam chowder, and fried eggs reminds me of family breakfast times at home. And nothing makes me miss LA more than carne asada fries, sopes, and a California burrito with loads of spicy carrots and hot sauce. Throw in some Thai Green Curry and In’N'Out burgers with some fries animal style and a Neapolitan shake and it’s automatically a throwback to high school good old times.

Hong Kong is a place with a lot of things to offer in terms of food, it’s true, but they’re right when they say there’s no place like home. Right now, I’m missing a little bit of home, SoCal sunshine, and my dirty Los Angeles.

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