The Flavors of the Past
Last night we went to a location of a restaraunt we used to always have take-out (or delivery) from when I was younger. They have Persian and mediterannean food, and I hadn't had it since I was eight, maybe younger. I tasted the Gormehsabzi and the cheese and it all came back to me. I loved this stuff, I wouldn't eat any other gormehsabzi, and it broke Mamanzari's heart, but now hers (or Bababozorg's) is my favorite, and this stuff, while its still delicious, doesn't seem nearly as flavorful.
But it brings back memories, even more so when I just took out the leftovers in the styrofoam containers it used to be delivered.

Song I'm listening to: Breathe - Michelle Branch
- salam az Mar @ 2:30 PM