i went home to the province and it was another one of those gastronomic weeks -- non-stop eating fest -- for real!
it starts with the most important meal of the day -- at least for some people -- breakfast! moi of the "aliping sagigilid" and therefore have-no-time-for-breakfast-unless-i-go-on-halfday-leave breakfasted in style everyday i was home. my sister indulged my every whim. i'd wake up and she'd ask me what i wanted for breakfast -- service deluxe!
and then of course there was the pool party at my aunt's abode where we had barbecued chicken and pork chops -- juicy! the next day was lunch at my late lola's house where the table was laden with chicken and fish and beef and vegetable galore. after a 2 hour respite we were again munching on picnic staples of chips and ham sandwiches and the all important coca-cola at the cemetery. my aunt commissioned my sister to bake the bestest brownies i ever had before -- with hersheys dark chocolate -- they were absolutely to die for! next day we had pizza and pasta at the cemetery in batac. and whenever you're in batac you can NOT absolutely NOT miss eating the empanada which another aunt of mine calls ilokano tacos -- with beans and an egg and longganisa -- heavenly! the next day was another luncheon at my grandaunt's place where we had lechon -- crispy and salty and fatty -- what more can you ask for. and the next day we had paksiw na lechon -- no words come to mind except -- sublime.
my ilocos sojourns are filled with memories of food, food and more food. until next time!
it starts with the most important meal of the day -- at least for some people -- breakfast! moi of the "aliping sagigilid" and therefore have-no-time-for-breakfast-unless-i-go-on-halfday-leave breakfasted in style everyday i was home. my sister indulged my every whim. i'd wake up and she'd ask me what i wanted for breakfast -- service deluxe!
and then of course there was the pool party at my aunt's abode where we had barbecued chicken and pork chops -- juicy! the next day was lunch at my late lola's house where the table was laden with chicken and fish and beef and vegetable galore. after a 2 hour respite we were again munching on picnic staples of chips and ham sandwiches and the all important coca-cola at the cemetery. my aunt commissioned my sister to bake the bestest brownies i ever had before -- with hersheys dark chocolate -- they were absolutely to die for! next day we had pizza and pasta at the cemetery in batac. and whenever you're in batac you can NOT absolutely NOT miss eating the empanada which another aunt of mine calls ilokano tacos -- with beans and an egg and longganisa -- heavenly! the next day was another luncheon at my grandaunt's place where we had lechon -- crispy and salty and fatty -- what more can you ask for. and the next day we had paksiw na lechon -- no words come to mind except -- sublime.
my ilocos sojourns are filled with memories of food, food and more food. until next time!
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