spoon airplanes

Day 5 : A picture of your favorite memory. 

when i was around seven years old and recuperating from a long sickness, my mom begged me to eat and spoon fed me the most amazing adobo ever.  I was too old then to be spoon fed, much more, with an "airplane" spoon.  the taste of the adobo, the small table in my grandma's living room and how the light filtered through the windows and touched my thin feet are still very clear memories until this day. but my favorite part was when my mom pretended that the spoon was an airplane just to convince me to eat.