For the vast majority of the population, mum’s always the best cook. Even when I tease my mother because she never measures ingredients or because she has occasionally fallen asleep and let dinner burn, I will always think her food is the best in the planet. She learned to cook because she “had to” when she got married and even when she worked hard for 33 years of her life, she managed to have a delicious dinner on the table most days (when she actually cooked instead of reheating or frying some processed food-like stuff). One of the dishes my sisters and I love the most is my mum’s ultra-simple…