Fein took the plated dishes and put them on the table. His mother stared at the patties that exude juicy aroma. It looked finely browned and the texture wasn't overcooked.
Fey helped her brother prepare the dish, she stood up and took out three pairs of tables and a spoon on top of the Tupperware beside the sink. Then she walked back to their place and smiled. "Mother seems excited to eat when it's your cooking," She placed the spoon and fork beside the respective plates.
"Of course, it was the food prepared by his handsome son." Fein chuckled as he sat down opposite his mother. "And don't deny it, I know that you're the same as her." He said and pointed at the slight moist at the corner of her lips.
Melissa watched the warm interaction between them. A smile unconsciously formed on her lips.
"You two stop bickering, the food should be eaten while it's hot."
