Mum said she didn't like those pickles, because they were too sour.
She promised to cook dumplings for supper.
She added she would be happy if I helped her to prepare sheep cheese and sour cherry filling.
She was sure there was sour cream in the fridge.
She wanted to know where the sour cream for the fridge was. She told my bro to go to the shop to buy a bucket of sour cream, butter and eggs. She told him to bring the purchases as well as soon as possible.
She suggested calling father and ask him to buy some ice-cream.
She asked me to lay the table and light a candle. She assured us that she was pleased to cook for us, the dearest.