My mother’s egg rolls

I started this blog to create a record of my own cooking experiences, and as I’ve written this blog I realized that successful blogging is harder than it looks. When talking about my blog the question that often comes up is how I started cooking. I grew up in a home where we ate supper together every night around a kitchen table. Those home-cooked meals were often followed up by homemade desserts (usually containing chocolate, my mother’s favorite).

Once I was out on my own, I realized that if I wanted to keep eating the way I grew up, I needed to learn how to cook. I did have a head start since I’d been helping my mom since I was too small to do much more than stir something in a a bowl. As an adult, I’ve been learning new techniques and trying different flavor combinations. My parents’ “try everything at least once” policy has turned me into a more adventuresome eater and cook than my mother, but lately I’ve been craving some of her specialties. Especially, the meal that I always requested for special occasions – egg rolls. [...]
