Homecoming in Serbia: A Feast of Family, Flavor, and Familiar Rituals
There’s something sacred about returning to your roots—especially when those roots are steeped in the scent of simmering ajvar, the rhythm of clinking dishes, and the quiet joy of helping your mother in the kitchen. My visit to Serbia so far has been a tapestry of tradition, tenderness, and taste. 🍳 Kitchen Chronicles with Mom From the moment I arrived, the house felt alive with purpose. My mom and I slipped into our familiar dance—chopping onions, stirring pots, wiping counters, and laughing at old stories. Cooking and cleaning together isn’t just about chores; it’s a ritual of reconnection. Each task...
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