"Scratch. My mom taught me how, so this I wont burn or ruin in anyway."
Victor tosses in some seasoning.
"My family holidays would probably fit in perfectly here. Big family gathering. Big tree, christmahs carols and cocoa. We were lame, but wouldn't have traded it for anything."
He looks down a little wistfully, missing his parents. Wishing they were still alive to be here with him.