You cannot eat that much as used to

In preparation of dishes for your parents, you must avoid such ingredients as; raw and cold stuffs, hard foods, foods cooked with sticky oil, foods that has hard-to-digestible property, foods that are burnt or become dry, that are not fresh, that smell bad. They won't help their anti aging measures.
Further, you must not serve foods that have taste inclined to any of 5 basic tastes. If you insist that they taste better, you should not serve too much. Your parents must be discreet late-night snack as well.

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Thing is that you won't be able to eat much as you get old. If you stuff you stomach with dishes that has been your favorites since your youth, you'll have trouble with your stomach by the very next morning.

Too much won't stop there. It may lead to . . . . . .

I used to love Kentucky Fried Chicken. That is too greasy as a matter of fact. You don't tell to my wife, OK? I just cannot get without it every once in a while, well, let's say once every two months.

As the limit of patience approaches, I'll set up a lunch date with my old friend from high school and go out to have one. Yes, I know, I cannot take the load for supper. Other wise I'll have trouble sleeping. I take it for lunch. I fill up my stomach with it. I belch. I smell fried chicken. Oh, I am happy and satisfied. I will settle with small bowl of rice for the supper, of course, to balance nutrition for the day, y'know.

Time flies

Passing 60es and to be over 70 years old, it will be harder just to enter another year. As you are this old, your inner power and your body structure won't to be able to take much load as you have accepted in our 40es or 50es.

As being a child of your beloved parents, if you leave them somewhere else and do not take care of them, you must call yourself a fool for losing the last chance to show your appreciation of being born on this beautiful earth.

When was the last time you talked with your parents? Well, I lost my parents during my thirties when I was busy with daily affairs. So, I didn't have chance to talk with them and to show them my appreciation.

　Don't I regret? No, matter of fact. For me, parents are some remote existence detached from my daily occurrence. But as I get older and since I have reached 60, I feel like conversing with them every once in a while. Nothing special. Just to ask them what I was like. Was I a wheedling child? Was I good at riding tricycle? Was I good to the grand ma? Oh ,well I feel tears come out. . . .