The only two things that Mr H cooked better than me was instant noodles and bird’s nests.
We had a residual supply of bird’s nests from my pregnancy days.
Since X’s second hfmd episode, we had reinstated the regular tonics and Mr H had been cooking bird’s nest for the family weekly. Both Z and X would always demand for more helpings. They loved bird’s nests very much.
Z could tell me that he preferred the homecooked bird’s nest to the bottled ones. Our kids were a discerning lot when it came to food.