You cannot beat the determination of a grandmother's will of feeding you, because they know that food equals love. The warm homey air, the embroider pictures hanging on your grandmother's old fashioned wallpaper walls, her porcelain plates and other fragile arts stored in a plaque detailed showcasing cabinet, her lively flowers and vegetable garden you explore in and make your own tiny world, the fresh savory smell of food that is piping hot from the pot as she ladles a spoonful of her signature heart-warming dish you love and later tuck you into bed good night as she gives off her jolly happy go lucky smile that is contagious.... You can't beat that feeling of love... never...