Mama Mie Novels & Stories

singit ni mama para mapansin siya. "Really?" "Yep. Straight from Spain," pagyayabang ni Dianne. "Kain na tayo. Nagugutom na talaga ako." "Oh. Poor Dianne," I teased as I turned on the lights. Si mama naman, hinanda na ang tomatoes (diced), lettuce (washed and dried), chicken pastel (shredded), cheese (shredded) and the pita bread (reheated). We ate. We laughed. We talked.

Mom and Dad had put Mina and Mallory to work while we were gone. They’d decorated the backyard, and had a table set up with different dishes from the local Chinese restaurant, Kimia’s favorite place. They’d ordered large quantities of both white and fried rice, sweet and sour pork, both chow mein and lo mein, beef and broccoli, cashew chicken, and walnut shrimp. Then, because Kimia loves chocolate, a homemade chocolate cake. My stomach growled when I saw the spread.

I love Mama! "You are kidding, Ma? I'm sure Bonnie's on cloud nine right now because of your approval," Pearl interrupted. I jokingly glare at her. She just stuck her tongue. Ben snickered. Nice friends! Grrr. We talk much over dinner but only casual topics. Mama's recipes for the night were superb and delicious. It was my favorite Filipino cuisine. She served Pochero, Ginataang hipon, Afritada and Ez favorite, Bicol Express.

Eat the noodles first (with a bit of soup and chives in every bite) so they don't go soft! Siu mei refers to a range of Cantonese roasted meats, usually served over rice with vegetables for a quick lunch. Local favorites include BBQ pork (cha siu)– juicy cuts of pork slathered in a gravy of spices, wine, maltose and soy sauce, roasted in a cylindrical oven until the maltose caramelizes; roast pork (siu yuk)– an entire hog roasted on spits over an open fire, with a puffy crackling so crunchy you can hear its crunch with every bite; suckling pig (yu zhu)– the most tender meat topped with a paper-thin, unbelievably crisp crackling that shatters like glass; and roast goose (siu ngo)– roasted unt

Mia said. As soon as the kids perceived the meaty aroma, Tiana, who loved meat dishes, was the first to approach Mia: “Aunt Mia, it smells so good.” Mia smiled warmly, “So eat up and share with your brother.” Tristan asked, “Then what about Mummy?” Mina rolled her eyes, “So filial.” “Mummy is sick, so she can't eat this with you, and I brought something else for her.” Mia replied. Hearing that their mummy has a share, both Tiana and Tristan could finally eat with peace of mind while Mia served me porridge.

She was learning a lot about him, and it wasn’t so bad. Aiden led Samantha to a table by the window, and they sat down, looking over the menu. Samantha's eyes widened as she scanned the options. “Everything looks so good!” she exclaimed. Aiden chuckled. “I know, right? Mama's Kitchen is well-known for its soul food.” Samantha's eyes landed on a dish called “Mama's Special.” “What's that?” she asked, pointing to it. Aiden grinned. “That's the best thing on the menu. Trust me, you won't regret it.”

Aleena looked at the still panicking Mummy. "Ehem! Ah, nothing's wrong! Did you just wake up, dear?" Eve knew she had blurted out, because of her worry. Eve tried to distract herself. "Yes, Mummy! Just now! I have to go to school, Mummy!" Aleena said happily. "But I want to take a bath first, can Mummy make me something? I'm hungry! Maybe fried rice? I miss Aunty Narti's fried rice! Nasi goreng..in-indonesia! Yeah, that's it!" said Aleena, stammering a little.

Silvia said, "You are my auntie, aren't you?. If I don't help you, who will?" "Huh, I'm his mother." Mia pointed at Levi and then pointed at Jayden and Julien. "And I'm their aunt, but just look at them. Did they ever care about me?" Silvia said, "Their conscience must have been eaten by dogs. Let's not talk to them anymore." "Okay," Mia replied. Silvia pushed all the dishes on the dining table to Mia and said, "Aunt Mia, these are all the famous delicacies here in Madison City. They'll only taste good when they're still warm. You should hurry and try them out."

She took out her phone. - What flavor do you want? - Durian. Julie grabbed Mia's arm and said： - I want a durian pizza. - OK. Mia clicked on the durian pizza and looked at Remy: - And Remy? - Cheese. Remy looked at Mia. - Mom likes it. Mia looked at her son. - What? Are you trying to bribe me? Don't think I'm gonna pass up because you're doing good for me. If you don't admit your mistakes, I won't give you your things back.

For a moment, neither of us speaks. Mia studies my face for a long moment and asks quietly, “Have you eaten?” I shake my head. “No.” She sighs and gets up. “I’ll make noodles for two.” “Extra spicy,” I add quickly. “Since I can’t have alcohol.” She turns, arms crossed. “Mel, you know spicy food isn’t—” “Choose,” I cut in. “Alcohol or spicy noodles.” Mia rolls her eyes, defeated. “Spicy noodles. Fine.”