My memory of my trip to Okinawa is that I went to Okinawa on a high school...

My mother has decided to leave for Okinawa trip.

My mother has decided to leave for Okinawa trip. ""What do you like for souvenirs? Is it? ""I was asked,"" I tried it, ""I answered. ""Chisuko, what! Is it? What is it! Is it? How, a mother unaware of Chisu. From that point, it is a lecture on Chinku. Speaking of Okinawa's souvenirs, they are absolutely lined up at the ""Chisuko"" souvenir department. In recent years, there are many kinds of taste, but it is standard, I bought it from good, I requested it. My mother came back from Okinawa travel. Of course, the souvenir is ""Chisuku."" Naturally, at the souvenir shop it seems that it was in front of us without searching. Moreover, she seemed surprised at the abundance and quantity of its taste. It was surprising to my mother who does not know ""Chisuko"" from me. My mother bought ""Chisuko"" for me for me separately from a box. It goes without saying that my mother liked ""Chisuko"" after eating the souvenir. After all, as parent and child, will the taste resemble? Is it?