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Showing posts with label Food. Show all posts

Feb 28, 2014

You've Got Served

Krrng! Krrng! Krrng!

Kids rush to their parents and beg for some coins. Outside, they wait for the vehicle to stop at their spot. The sound of bells disappear in the air. Manong ice cream or Mamang Sorbetero , as the vendor is called, served the craving little ones with a scoop of colorful flavored ice cream. This is the common scenario in the streets especially during summer. With the ringing of the bells, the kids know for sure what is approaching. They want to have that cold thing with a taste of mango, strawberry, melon, ube, langka, cheese, peanut, chocolate or just plain vanilla. Sometimes, not only the kids crowd Manong ice cream, even teens and adults want to have a taste of ice cream in a cone, in a sugarcone or in a cup. It usually sells at a price range of three to ten pesos depending on the size of the cone or cup to where it is placed. Most kids prefer the scoop to be in cone while the adults want it in cup. Kids didn't care if the ice cream is melting and flowing at the side of the cone, they want it that way so they can lick it back to the top. They don't mind the sweet thing running on their fingers, they can also lick their fingers once they are done with the cone; not minding that they had used their hands playing in the streets. It's the essence of childhood, enjoying with no worries of what you are doing. As for the teens and adults, they want it in different holder because eating it in a cone is messy, they don't want to look yucky in front of others. Wherever it is placed, enjoyment is found in its taste. The coldness it offers during the hot weather plus the fruit flavored taste it brings, one feels like they had themselves served with something from heaven.

Unconsciously, ice cream is being a status symbol, may it be dirty ice cream or the ice cream brought in supermarkets. The feeling it brings is not only for the taste buds but also for the psychological bearing of the person eating it. Having an ice cream makes one believe that he is affording something which is not a basic need thus considered as a luxury. It is rare for a common individual to have a daily consumption of that cold thing. Even the name it is called also determine the status of the person buying it. When the low-income ones are buying it, they simply call it as ice cream; but when the average persons are buying it, they call it dirty ice cream. For the middle class, the thing tagged as ice cream is the one bought in gallons from the supermarket. Whatever their status in life, it cannot be denied that they are patronizing Manong ice cream.
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Cookish Dish

As I had always been fascinated by cooking, I had been attracted to watch and learn the art of it. I had mentioned in my old post that one of my dream job is to be a chef/baker. Though I am not really a foodie, I have this drive to learn this industry. I got hooked on TV series such as Iron Chef America, Everyday Italian, Cooking with Bobby Flay, Rachel Ray, Martha Stewart, Contessa Garden, Sweet Confections and now Masterchef. I even watched Sweet Relationship and Coffee Prince to get on track on running a business with it. 


Masterchef
is a show wherein the participants/contestants are amateur cooks on which cooking is just a hobby, a passion or an everyday requirement for them. They learn dishes through experimenting, a cookbook or through other people's cooking. At every episode comes a challenge: given one major ingredient, each contestant must think of a dish that will make that ingredient the hero. They are given limited time to pick-up the other ingredients and cook their dish. There's lots of freedom to choose from a variety of dishes, from dessert to viands as long as it will impress the judges.

It had taught me that cooking does not require cookbooks, it requires creativity, resourcefulness, passion, and uniqueness. As long as you know the technical stuffs, you're good. It all about mixing the right ingredients and cooking it perfectly on fire. With one ingredient at hand, I don't know how the contestants manage to think quickly of a unique dish that will make the judges say 'bravo'.

My experience in cooking is in baking, desserts, smoothies, and pastries. I remembered that I bagged the First Place in a cooking competition back on my elementary days. The challenge is to make a nutritious and cheap dish using the Lucky Me pancit canton. I made palabok with it. I also won the First Place in cooking fried egg.

I am looking forward to the start of Junior Masterchef Australia. The contestants will be between ages 8 and 12. I will surely be amazed by those kids who were practicing the cooking skills at an early age. And it's not ordinary cooking take note.


 Saturday, January 8, 2011
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My Love for Internal Organs

My Dad brought home this street food. He said it's the cow's lungs. It was sauted and not grilled, unlike common street food. Most of them are chewy and some are kind of hard. But overall, it tasted sweet when dipped in vinegar.

I eat many types of internal organs: chicken lungs/liver/heart/duodenum/intestine/gizzard, pig and cow's liver/intestine/lungs, and goat's lungs. I prefer them over the meat. There's also the famous balut (21 days duck eggs) which people take as yucky but for me, yummy.. hehe

My cravings for them started when I was just a kid. Whenever there's a drinking session in our place, these kinds of food are always served. So, I grew up having a share of their "session" dish (pulutan). I don't drink, I just enjoy the food.

The university where I graduated from, people intentionally go to our place just to buy isaw (chicken intestine), isaw baboy (pig's intestine), or gizzard. These street food are popular because they taste good, cheap (sulit) and most of all, they're clean. And the food stalls are near my dorm house so, much to my advantage!
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