After taking care of some long overdue paperwork for Mom’s health care, we went to a nearby, rather popular duck meat restaurant for late lunch. I ordered a bowl of cellophane noodle soup with duck meat for her. It turned out to be a huge oversight on my part..
The duck meat was too tough for her to bite and chew. She ended up leaving most of the meat in the bowl, which was supposed to be the most enjoyable part. Since her teeth were not in good shape, it scared me watching my Mom trying to separate the meat from the bone with her mouth.
The saddest part might be that I could see she actually would have liked the duck. She really tried to enjoy it but clearly it was way too difficult for her to eat. Only then I realized that I forgot to bring the set of plastic utensils I usually carry in my bag..
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