Nothing better than coming back home after a long time (13 years since my last visit), seeing my family and eating Mom’s food:
Matzo-ball soup for Passover:

Beef and bone marrow – I dug it out of the bone and salted it:

Spinach&cheese pie:


Around the dinner table:

Grandpa:


The best chocolate/walnut torte in the world. It takes about two days to fix and is very rich. I had it every birthday when I was a kid, and also every time when I cam back home from travels. This time included:

Cannot visit Belgrade without having a chocolate banana….

…. and Niksicko pivo, the amazing Montenegran lager:

Then we had to rest on the balcony, enjoying my mother’s garden:










There’s no place like home. There’s no place like home. There’s no place like home. There’s no place like home[…]
There *really* is no place like home. I’m happy you got to go, and jealous. I want to go home too. I’m so homesick!