Missing.

I miss my own cooking. I know this is being egotistical.  But I really miss eating the food I used to cook.

I miss having the ingredients I used to use, like Knorr powder mix as breading for a lot of food I prepare such as calamari, fish fillet, veggie and shrimp tempura.

I miss having red and white wine for dinners.  Yes, I have occasional beer and some cocktails, but it doesn't taste like red or white wine.

I miss my Japanese, Chinese and Thai utensils, and my chopsticks.  I miss my tea cup.

I miss my favorite restaurants - Red Lobsters, and Golden Thai and the Vietnamese restaurant across Future Shop. I miss the Vietnamese fried roll and pork dumpling.  I miss the authentic Pad Thai at Golden Thai and the authentic Japanese miso soup and sushi at Memories and Bloor Sushi. 

I miss the Mediterranean Pizza at Pizza Hut, and the samosas at the Pakistani grocer.

I miss Nabob, Second Cup and Timothy's coffee.

I miss the yellow mangoes sold by " Juan Valdez," at the corner truck.  I miss the sweet, seedless pakwan and globule grapes. 

I miss bagel and cream cheese and oatmeal.

I miss Canadian sweet corn, Canadian ham and Molsen beer.