Today I really missed my mom. Sometimes it really is hard to be a 13-hour plane ride apart.
So I just did the next best thing: I made one of her signature dishes for dinner. Soy-glazed baked salmon, packed in a sealed foil packet, just the way she would do it. Although she’d probably grimace if she saw that I didn’t top it with a huge bowl of rice to wipe up all that delicious caramelized soy goodness. That’s another thing you know. In London without my mom, nobody forces me to eat my rice!