So My Ultimate Comfort Food is...

 home-made champorado. This simple food brings to mind childhood memories of warmth, love, security, that comforts and transports me back home.  My parents are simple, hardworking people. Ever since I can remember, they always woke up early everyday around 3 in the morning to open our store at the public market. Even so, father goes back home when they already finished setting up our stocks and cook champorado.

Now that I already have 3 children of my own, i started the tradition of having champorado on weekends and holidays. My mother buys the cacao beans and my father turns it into tablea which they then send it to me here in manila. I still have to ask around where i can buy cacao beans here and produce my own tablea. Tried the commercial tablea and somehow, i haven't discovered a brand that's pure and similar to the ones my parents make. 

Today being Philippine Independence Day, we are starting the celebration with our home-made champorado and wishes everyone all the comforts of being free brings!

This is turning out to be a dream diary..

One night these past few days i dreamt that i and perhaps my children were swimming on a clear pool in the mountains..

Then last night, or early this morning i dreamt i was looking out to scene like this outside my window...

We were going swimming  and i wanted to warn my children not to go out into the beach for fear but then the scenery changes and i saw people swimming under the water in peace oblivious to the storm above.

It bothers me because when, i dream of clear waters i associate it with bouts of crying and sad events.

But this time, i really hope not. I'm breaking the connection. I am putting every event in my life as just is.

*Photos taken from google search.

Home Growing Grapes

It must have been 2 years ago when we went to La Union from Baguio just to purchased grapes seedlings. Yep, we bought 10 seedlings and planted it around the front yard. So now, only 2 really flourish and one remain stunted.

Just the right combination of sweetness and tart.

Worry-wart Me

Sometimes, when i wake in the early hours of the morning all alone while looking at my sleeping girls, i worry. I worry about abnormal body parts, possible diseases, coping with life, etc. Dear God, please watch over them, help them, help me. And the husband.

Fighting Over What?

I woke up sweaty from a dream where i was inside a car who kept on locking the car but can't because there's two women outside of the car who were fighting. One was helping me lock the car the other was trying to block it. I nearly helped in tackling the other girl but i stopped and when the two were separated from each other i apologized to the other girl. My excuse was that, i was just too tired from the fight that I just wanted to go and drive.

I got up and took a fee.