Last Summer, a week after school ended, my dad told my mom and my siblings and I that we have to pack some clothes because we are going on a trip. We asked him where, but he never told us. even when we asked our mom she didn’t even know. The next day we were driving and driving. My sisters and brother fell asleep but I never did, cause I wanted to know where we were going. A few hours later we ended up at a house in Boston. We had to unpack all of our stuff from the van and put it into the house. We were then greeted by my dad’s side of the family; my grandmother, my three aunts, my two uncles and some friends of the family. At first me and my sisters felt out of place, but then we started to get more comfortable.
When the food came out I was really excited, because my dad and all of his family makes some good food. We all sat at a hugh table and talked and laughed. It was awesome. There were Fried Rice, Baked Chicken, Stuffed Shells, Lo Mein, a Turkey, different types of salads and so much more. There were different types of deserts like cakes, pies, and ice creams. Also there were different kinds of drinks, everything was really good. We spent about 8 hours together eating and talking to each other. We had to sleep over so my sisters and I took alot of food in our room and ate like non-stop. This was a very memorable time about food with my family and I will never forget it.