Growing up, we’ve always had big breakfasts – congee, noodles, or toast, cereal AND egg. With our big appetites, no portion is ever too much for us; we would gladly wolf down anything.
Ireland can be a very cold place, especially in winter, so sweet-toothed little me always indulged in a nice cup of hot chocolate. Mum’s was always the best. I could never make a more delicious cup to suit my own taste, even if we used the same ingredients! Maybe it was the slight differences in the ratio of milk to chocolate powder, or the speed and height of pouring hot liquid. Perhaps it was the temperature of the milk or even her technique of swirling the spoon…
Either way, to this very day, Mum’s hot chocolate undoubtedly remains the tastiest, creamiest hot chocolate I have ever had. Halfway across the world, I still remember.
Happy Mother’s Day, Mum 💖