I could tell you that I spend every holiday at home in Croatia, but you know this already...
And you also know how much inspiration I find in my parent's garden with the splendid sea-view...
Do you know what are emigrants craving for while they are abroad...their traditional food (parents excluded, of course)!
To make me feel longer at home, I pack our car with all possible home-made and home-grown stuff and despite the initial debate with the "car driver" about the best way to arrange stuff in the car, at the end of the story, every single vegetable and preserve arrive safe and intact to Italy. When we arrived to our destination, even the car driver was happy that we brought all that goodness from home, but only at the end and only after we unloaded our car, because then I took full responsibility of my vegetables and preserves. And then my activity in the kitchen started again...
