Last Sunday my mom prepared a simple dish for dinner, baked fish fillet in between layers of tomatoes, olives, onions and capers. With her busy schedule she rarely cooks at home, unless my Dad is around. She was enthusiastic to cook this particular dish that she got from a friend, who served this dish in one of the meetings she attended. It was quite refreshing since I usually grill or pan fry my fish. The fish was soft and tender, the olives and capers complimented the delicate fish. I added freshly squeezed lemon juice and it was hmmm... delish! Whether fried or grilled I always liked an extra punch of calamansi or lemon juice.
Just this afternoon my mom came home with a bag of groceries. She walked pass me as I doodle in front of the computer. After 30 mins or so my tita asked me if I'd like to eat spaghetti, and I said "Yum! Spaghetti, Nagluto ka pala?" then she replied "Hindi si Mama mo nagluto". I was idle for a couple of seconds and *ping* I rushed in the dinning table and found wholewheat spaghetti with sliced bavarian cheese smokies and tomato sauce. It wasn't the usual spaghetti we have or cook, this was the first time I ate wholewheat spaghetti pasta. It was good especially the sauce but I have to get used to the wholewheat thing.
Mama and her little rare gestures really makes me appreciate her more.
I have a typical first name and that is Kristina. It could be spelled-out in different ways (Cristina, Christina, Xtina and what have you) but nevertheless it still sounds the same. For the last 2 decades of my existence, my name has evolved from Maria, tin-tin, Kristina, Kristeta, tina, tins and in an effort to be unique I finally chose a hyphenated name now I am t-na.
Mood Swings
Confessions
I always said the right things, throwing smiles left and right, ignoring "unpleasant" scenarios pretend that it didn't happen. I found it difficult to say NO, even though I really don't want to do it. To top it off, I always believed that "If I could just be nice to other people, maybe they will also be nice to me in return". Now, realizing that all of that crap I thought of is just full of shit since a lot of people took advantage of my disposition. Some of them even recognized that I was gullible and naive but instead of correcting me, they completely did the opposite. I've treasured momments of reflection and meditation, the healing of wounds. One day I'll face and conquer my demons...
Just this afternoon my mom came home with a bag of groceries. She walked pass me as I doodle in front of the computer. After 30 mins or so my tita asked me if I'd like to eat spaghetti, and I said "Yum! Spaghetti, Nagluto ka pala?" then she replied "Hindi si Mama mo nagluto". I was idle for a couple of seconds and *ping* I rushed in the dinning table and found wholewheat spaghetti with sliced bavarian cheese smokies and tomato sauce. It wasn't the usual spaghetti we have or cook, this was the first time I ate wholewheat spaghetti pasta. It was good especially the sauce but I have to get used to the wholewheat thing.
t-na @ 9:47 PM|
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