I LOVE Chinese soups i.e. lotus root, old cucumber soup. Of course these are quite common to the average Chinese family but I think twice now it'd be one of those days where you've had a crap day, its miserably wet and you think you're falling sick right when you REALLY don't have time to and then for some reason mum would've decided to make lotus root soup. It'd make me feel a million times better, obviously and I think I love it because I associate it with a feeling of warmth.
Kaya balls. Weird, right? When the sister and I were younger we'd make weekly trips to a mall and ride the carousel then we'd buy kaya balls to eat on the way back. Associated with fun.
Saturday morning music. Not so long ago every Saturday morning dad would turn on the radio and it'd be playing some pretty chilled out stuff and those songs have now become associated with beautiful, fresh weekends. One that I still remember is What's Up by The Three Non Blondes.
I'm sure there is a whole load more things that I love just because I sub-consciously associate it with a feeling, a memory from when I was younger.
Would be interesting to map out my whole life and see why what happened, happened. :)
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