i remember how when i was doing work for crit at home in the afternoon my dad would boil red bean soup and tell me to eat. and how late into the night my mom would remind me to drink the chicken herbal soup boiled earlier on, and in the morning when i witness the sunrise while cadding my mom would bring me a bottle of chilled bird's nest before she leaves for work. associated with doing work at home are lots of delicious and nostalgic smells and tastes.