Last night it occurred to me that I don't have the recipe for my mom's chicken hekka.  Seriously, she made the best hekka I have ever had and no other hekka could compete.  And, for the bulk of you who don't know what hekka is...well, I'm sorry, because it's delicious!

So, lacking her hekka, I made a casserole with cream of mushroom soup.  This was also delicious, but it was not hekka.

It's funny the things we miss...

Hmmm, now I want a spam musubi from Pukalani Superette.

Comfort food from far away.


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