Panabong Na Manok Novels & Stories

Mukhang linoloko lang naman ako ng babae. Bababa sana ako sa kama ng may masangga ang tuhod ko. Nang tignan ko ito ay isang maliit na lamesa. May nakapatong na isang serving tray na may pinggan at isang maliit na mangkok na parehong nakatakip. Sa gilid nito ay isang kutsara, tinidor at isang baso ng tubig. Tinanggal ko ang takip nang mangkok at kumulo agad ang tiyan ko ng maamoy ko ang laman nito. Ito na iyong sinasabi ni Manang Letty na adobong baboy.

Yung Bharta naman ay yung maanghang na eggplant daw. "Shrimp Biryani and Mango Lassi" Carl. Yung Shrimp Biryani yong shrimp na hinalo sa kanin! "Creamy Chicken Curry, Paneer and Mango Lassi" Gabe. Hindi halatang gutom nuh?! Yung Paneer yung parang tofu siya. O baka tofu na talaga yun!

I winced, fanning my nose to shoo away the bad odor. "What are you cooking, Manang?" I asked our helper as I arrived at the kitchen. "Adobong manok, hija. Why?" "Why does it smell so bad?" "Really? I put some ginger already." "It makes me so sick, Manang. Please, change your menu." "Your mother requested me to cook this." "Nah," I waved my hand dismissively. "Please, Manang. Just change it already. I hate the smell." "What do you want me to cook?"

Some kind of chicken with half the bone cut off. “Knox… what the hell is this?” He grins. “Filipino food.” “What? I’ve never had that.” “You’ve probably had similar dishes,” he says. “This one’s pancit, the noodles. That’s pork, like chicharrón. Those are like sweet sausages, and this is a chicken adobo-style dish. The beef’s with onions. You’ll like it.” I smile, curious. “Okay, well, let’s eat.”

Nakikisaya sa kanyang pagtatapos. Lahat nakangiti... Nawala ang lungkot ni RaiLen. Patakbo siyang bumaba nang burol. At lalo pa siyang nagulat sa nadatnan. Lahat nakahanda sa kanyang pagbabalik. May mga dala pala ang bawat isa... Mga pagkain... Marami... Litsong baboy. Fried chicken. Spagetti. Pancit. Sopas. Salad. At kung ano-ano pa...

However, I suddenly stopped from making another step away when I felt her chair moved as she said the words… “I lied.” _________________________ ¹Nilagang baka or beef nilaga is literally translated as ‘tender boiled beef.’ This is a Filipino soup dish best served during rainy and cold weather.

Ilang sandali pa, may nakasalang na siyang sinaing habang nag-iihaw siya ng t-bone steaks sa mga baga ng mamahaling uling. Courtesy of Kuya Jonie ang huli. Palibhasa alam nitong mahilig siya sa mga inihaw na pagkain, pinabaunan siya nito ng easy-to-light coal chunks. "Hmm, smells delicious!" anang papalapit na boses ni Monsour. "Is the food ready?" Kasalukuyan siyang nag-aayos ng lamesang kainan. "The rice's still being simmered, sir," pahayag niya.

"Why are you crying? Don't cry, Sintia." "Yes, it's sad to remember my Daddy." "There I am, if you are sad you can tell everything, share with me." "Yes, thank you, Impin." Go to the next day at school. The recess bell rings, we are happy to run to the canteen. The filling of anchovy and papaya is my favorite snack, or buy bakwan which is eaten with vinegar sauce, it tastes fresh. I also enjoy it very heartily, with my best friend Catur. After we finished we headed back to the classroom. From a distance, Niki, Maria and Fina are looking for fun, it seems they want to pick the mangoes that

"Sige, may pinadala pala si Nanay na suman kainin mo raw." "Suman?" Nag tataka niyang tanong. "Sticky rice that deep with sugar and coconut milk, Abbigail." Ethan explained. Naks naman sosyal. Suman lang eh may pa deep deep pang nalalaman si Doc. "Ohh! Really? Nasaan? Let me taste it." Excited na sigaw ni Abbi kulang na lang ay mang gigil sa akin. Bakit ang energetic niya lagi? Ako napapagod para sa buhay niya eh.

“ARE YOU sure Andrius will love that?” Helen asked Samantha as the latter put the Pinakbet (veggies that were cooked with fish sauce) in the bowl. Samantha smiled. “Of course. Why wouldn’t he?” Helen rolled her eyes. “Hello… Andrius grew up here and Pinakbet is Filipino food.” “Andrius will not have to love it… like is different to love. And I’m sure he will like it. If not, then I will not talk to him—”