as a child of Bacolod, the tantalizing aroma of a chicken inasal is a saving grace from a bad day. it tastes so good, this chicken on a stick it's not available in London but the Philippine archipelago has fallen head over heels with its wonderful flavour, hence this list. in my household, unless it's not the chicken du jour. i couldn't find istewetes anywhere, or am i deft hand with the grill.
on that note, let's dive head-on with this culture-divide ditty. as people of the world and different countries, we cater to our homegrown flavours, mashed potatoes probably are great, but not for two meals a day. nonetheless, it's a western staple. although the hubby reckons it's silly to eat every single day. we hardly have mash pots in a year.
my weakness is rice, here, there and everyday if possible. with chicken inasal, adobo, hardly any vegetables. although i now delve into salads these days. growing up, the only salad i was aware of was macaroni with kaong and mayonnaise, super bad for my blood sugar. that is maybe the reason why type 2 diabetes runs in my family. we were not educated about our triple-carbs habits, including desserts. coming from an all-sugar delights capital, there's no way to go but insulin injections.
now, i have to do some ironing, just had some chocolate ice cream in this very hot weather. i feel guilty.
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