Sitting at the table, I immersed myself in tasting, forgetting the people around me, forgetting what I wanted to do, and even forgetting myself! I just felt surrounded by the aroma, and the world had no time... When the last wonton was eaten, I stood up with satisfaction, accompanied by the noisy footsteps in my ears. I left reluctantly, and couldn't help but savor the remaining deliciousness in my heart. Ordinary food is a memory of my hometown that I will never forget...