Once every couple of months, I send my mom's favorite things and food that she made to Korea. Sometimes it weighs 10 kilograms and sometimes it weighs more than 20 kilograms. These days, there's nothing I can't buy here in Korea, but I don't have to buy it here if my mom wants to. Sometimes I go to an apple farm or a cranberry farm to buy a bottle of jam. How could an hour or two be worth nothing. I don't get too tired if I can get the box and untie it and have fun for my mom for an hour or two. They bake meringue cookies or soft sable cookies for their picky mothers, or soak their mother's favorite cucumber. Salad sauce or bibim noodles seasoning is made and packaged one by one to make it easier to eat. Young me too, I'm lazy to make proper food to put it in my mouth, but I think it's hard for the elderly to eat alone. Whenever I think of something I need, my mother, who calls me, called me because she ran out of dried vegetables that I put in my rice. Because I don't usually eat nutritious food evenly, I cut various vegetables into small pieces and dried them to eat in the stew when vegetables run out, and I dried them in a dryer full of six compartments because I bought a lot of vegetables today.