Showing posts with label breakfast. Show all posts
Showing posts with label breakfast. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

PaKap

PAndesal, KApe.... at butter...

My usual breakfast. I guess most of my breakfast.

I have been drinking coffee on this mug for seven years. This was a Christmas exchange gift I got at the turn of the millenium and I feel good that I still have it.

It has been the same for the past seven years, except for the pandesal. A week or two ago, the PISONG PANDESAL IS GONE (as they said at the headline news). A piece of pandesal is now at Php1.50. But you know what? From where we regularly buy during mornings, it's still Php1.00. I don't mind it being smaller, at least it is still piso. Years ago, I used to love this revel bar from our local bake shop. Then they had a price increase. But the odd thing was it also got smaller.

Sometimessss....

I'm really a little nostalgic lately...

What memory do you have of this song?

Saturday, October 13, 2007

What's For Breakfast?

This morning. I've long craved for hotcakes. So, I saw to it that it's what I am going to get this Sat morning. I woke up just about the ideal time for me, and the weather seems to be cooperating; a little cloudy but no rain. The mixture would just be the usual instant thingy, but I suddenly remembered those days and how my mom prepares her home-made hotcakes; the recipe passed on through how many generations.

It was all done in a matter of minutes, and I served it not too hot because my dad is not a fan of steaming meals. This is not our usual breakfast of pandesal at kape, but it's the usual routine. We wait for 15 minutes because his prescription tells him so. We heat the coffee just in time for that.

We were eating one each. I cooked another extra just in case we want to indulge. Half way through our servings, I told my dad that we can share the other serving; just to indulge since this doesn't happen all the time. But my dad says no and ate all his servings. I was urging him to take the other half but he wouldn't; but asked me if I will get my other half. I told him no because I'm good with what I had. Then, he said, 'I could eat another serving because it's good, but it's too sweet for me. And besides, I've already tasted and that's good enough for me.'

If only… if only I have my dad's will! Do you know of a book called "The Art of Saying No to Good Foods?" E-mail me if you know one… LOL!

Enjoy!
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