There nothing better than coming home to find your mum has made your all-time favourite meal. Growing up, we were always well-fed. Our mum had classic recipes she would pull out time and time again that would never disappoint.
Our mum, Atarangi, is a funny wee thing - she never fails to make us laugh and drive us crazy. She is always on the go and is always looking after everyone else so much. She has been caught climbing in through Karena's window to get her washing.
She is definitely the lady-about-town and a trip to the supermarket for a loaf of bread takes at least half an hour, after she has done a lap around the shop saying hi to everyone.
Some of our best childhood food memories include baking chocolate chip biscuits. Mum would cover the kitchen in newspaper to ensure easy clean-up. We weren't as practised at keeping our benches clean back then.
And waking up in the early hours to make fresh rewana bread on wet days. We would bake big, beautiful loaves. Watching the dough double in size as it sat on top of the fireplace was always fascinating. The smell in the house was incredible and it tasted that much better eating it wrapped up in front of the fire with our pyjamas on.
