每个叫得上名堂的节日我都会打个电话回家,不是良心发现给爹妈请安,实在是流着口水满心的向往,每每头一句话就直奔主题:你们又在吃什么了呀?!而且越是到了年节的时候,这种冒牌的寒暄就越发频繁起来。就此我要感谢我爹妈这么些年来对我在饮食上的悉心栽培:温暖了我耶幼小的脾胃,同时也杜绝了我那忘本的心——唯有美食不相忘。 Each called the festival of fame I will call home, not a conscience to the father and mother please, it is full of longing saliva, every sentence of a straightforward theme: what are you eating? And the more the New Year’s day, the more frequent this fake greetings. In this regard, I would like to thank my father and mother for so many years in my diet on the careful cultivation: warm my young spleen and stomach, but also put an end to my forgotten heart - only food unforgettable.