June 1, 2019
A couple of nights ago I cooked a Japanesey meal for my mother and niece. I went to town and created several dishes. Mum ate everything apart from the soba (buckwheat noodles) which she found ‘a bit dry’. My brother came over last night so I decided to cook another Japanese style meal.
Mum said, ‘Why not just have cold chicken and salad?’
Was there a problem with my earlier Japanese meal, I asked.
‘Of course not,’ she said. ‘There’s nothing wrong with your food. I would never criticise your cooking.’
I reminded her that she hadn’t eaten the soba.
‘Well! It was bloody awful.’