What I like about dropping around my parents' place is my mum always comes up with awesome meals to fill my stomach in a hurry. It doesn't matter if it's 3pm - she'll ask if I'm peckish and I'll get something that could really qualify as lunch or dinner.
Like the other day, when she made her own version of the Turkish pastry, gozleme, above (the kind you'd buy at a food truck at a fashion market). The 'snack' was served up to me in mere minutes.
She grabbed shop-bought pita bread, threw inside the pockets some cooked spinach, diced fresh onion, grated cheese, and salt and pepper, Then she buttered the outside of the pockets and dry-fried them in an electric frypan (as in, she didn't used any cooking oil). Once the cheese melted and the 'sandwiches' felt firm, she took them off the heat.
Accompaniments were lemon (of course) and some of her pickled chilli topping. (Cut up any sort of chilli from the garden and cook in the microwave. Once heated, add in a teaspoon of sugar and a little bit of vinegar, and whack it in a jar. The stuff will keep for 1-2 weeks, and can be used on sandwiches, in soups etc... so long as you can stand the heat!)
Mum, you've got to dial it down a notch if you don't want me continually turning up on your doorstep...
Finding my inner peasant...