Mama Mie Novels & Stories

She placed rice in the center, and we helped ourselves to the various dishes she'd prepared in her kitchen—fried and stewed eggplant, sunny-side-up eggs, tocino, and longganisa. "Mom, where did you find tocino?" I inquired. There was no electricity here; Mom relied on solar power for light and a portable icebox. "I go to town once a week to get what we need. I knew you all were coming, so I picked up a few things you'd enjoy," Mom explained. "What's this?" Angela asked, holding up a pot of yellow soup. "It's called Bulanglang. It has squash, malunggay leaves, and squash flowers. There's some sweet potato, too. Try it! Just scoop some squash if you like," Mom explained cheerfully.

Melinda is always happy around him. "I'll just let him stay. Just for today." I went back into my room, changed into regular clothes and went into the kitchen. Since it was the weekend, I decided to take my time to make an enjoyable dish for my daughter. After contemplating for a while, I settled for Shrimp scampi, with Mushroom risotto and Caprese salad as side dishes. I also made some milkshakes for dessert. After making the dishes, I went over to the dining table to set it up.

she finishes. My father just shakes his head and looks at Azrael, jerking his chin towards the kitchen. A moment after they head in there, they both reappear with huge serving bowls. Azrael sets down a massive bowl of fried rice while my father sets down another serving dish with what looks like stir fry. My stomach growls as I take everything in. I look at the massive pot my father brought in before all this and see it as a soup of some kind. "Miso soup. It's delicious," Azrael says as my father shudders

Before Ami could refuse some more, Rain pushed her down gently on one of the chairs and proceeded to spoon feed her until Ami scowled and grabbed the spoon from Rain’s hand. “I am not an invalid, Rain. I can feed myself. Auntie Claudia, I will be myself again in no time, don’t you worry. Hmm, I forgot how yummy this food is.” Ami said while spooning mung bean soup into her mouth. It is her favorite food in the manor, mung bean soup with meat and Taro stalks. Only Doris can cook it to perfection. Suddenly, her appetite came back with revenge. She finished the bowl in a few seconds and was asking for a second.

“Yes. Your father would like to have a barbecue now. Jek has arrived with the teens. They are now at the Mall of Asia. Chie has her skiing tournament.” “Wow! I had no idea about this. When did she become interested in skiing?” Marie heard a loud sound after Le dropped the cover of the kettle on a crystal plate. “Ouch, mother. That was awful.” “Sorry, I just checked your favorite sinigang. Isn't this your favorite dish here in our country? Tamarind soup loaded with bangus, r****h, long beans, and sweet potato tops” “Oh! I feel my mouth watering. I missed you and my father's cook.”

Yep, pretty sure its yuck. Madie blinked and her mind was back in the kitchen, surprised to see a plate full of mac n' cheese for her. There was some extra cheese, too. It was her favorite! Looking up, she saw her Daddy smiling down at her, immediately taking the seat beside her while holding a plate of his own. Madie smiled back and looked back at her plate. Her Daddy knew her favorite dinner. Dinner because she had her favorite breakfast and lunch too. It was so hard to pick just 'one' favorite food. There should be a chart.

I'm glad, but still feel lacking. My mother came out of the house, the smell of corn? Must be the smell of corn. Mom wipes her hands on her apron, imprinted with the handprints of three people in my family, my father is blue, my mother is yellow, the smallest one is mine, which is yellow. "Lowa, do you remember the polenta I made?" I nodded my head, how could I forget that wonderful taste. It is a soft and delicious porridge. "We're going to eat that this afternoon, it's been a long time. I'm craving it, baby."

"This one is Bacon and Egg Pie. It looks unique because it looks like a baked bread formed in circle but yhe inside has a chopped bacon and boild egg." "Wow! I think I like it." Dad laughed to what my mom said. "This one is what they call Máori Boil-up. It is their technique of preparing meat and vegetables by boiling them in a large pot filled with water." "They will just boiled it? Does it have a taste?" Dad asked. "Of course dad, this is good since it's healthy and it looks like a thick soup or a thin stew." "Oww what a good food indeed." Mom complemented.

I sighed and just stared at them while they were busy preparing the table. “Mom, come here! It’s dinner time!” Flannel exclaimed. I shook my head and just went to them already. “Hmm. What’s our dinner, huh?” I asked as I sat beside Flannel. Maia was across from us. “Nanny said it’s kare-kare! It’s Filipino food, Mom! I love it!” She giggled. I just laughed again. I kissed her head. “Let’s eat,” I said as I put on some food on her plate.

I walked in and made a terrible mistake. "Good morning." I greeted the middle-aged woman whom I assumed to be Mama Tiv. "Good morning o, what do you want to buy?" She smiled. Mama Tiv was a light skinned beauty, age was definitely on her side with just a fine line on both of her cheeks and some crinkles at the side of her eyes. "Okay ma." I assumed she knew me. "Rice, spaghetti, plantain, one fish and one meat ma." I said to her and she apportioned the various foods on my plate.