I like looking at old photos when I’m feeling low. I especially love sifting through photos of my family’s house in Aklan. My favorite, of course, are those of my Nanay’s kitchen.
I designed this kitchen myself, but the decor is all Nanay’s. Most of her lovely baskets and whatnots came from Dapitan. Looking at this image always makes me feel instantly good.
I can almost smell Nanay’s cooking, especially the savory aroma of her delicious pansit, my favorite dish.
No one else’s pansit bihon can compare to my Nanay’s. And a plateful of this flavorful noodles set against a vintage lace tablecloth is, for me, an image of utter perfection.
What’s YOUR image of perfection?
Food for Thought
The most remarkable thing about my mother is that for thirty years she served the family nothing but leftovers. The original meal has never been found. ~Calvin Trillin