My favorite memories of my young adult life were spent in a building called Kalay. UP Kalayaan Dorm was to home for me and other promdi freshies for a year. We all lived far from family. Naturally, we found family in each other.
In Kalay, I experienced attending a party and drinking juice served in a balde. We were dormers living away from the comforts of home and Coleman. haha
In Kalay, I experienced going to the lobby, lining up our baldes so friendly firemen can fill them with water. Because my room was at the third floor, I had to carry my heavy pail three plights up.
In Kalay, I joined the cheering team and our cheer (remember, dormers were from all over the Philippines) was something like Bato Banay Magtinabangay. I can’t remember that words but I vividly remember the tune and the excitement we all felt that competition day.
So imagine how happy I was when Joy, fellow C-fold (our floor), sent me a message that she wants to visit her godson, Aki to deliver her Christmas gift. Joy, the feeling not my friend, sooned turned to panic when I learned that she has mobilized the gang and they are coming over in 4 hours. I was supposed to go to Manila for my raket. I cancelled that because I had friends coming over and there’s nothing in freezer.
I realized that
1) I need to consolidate no fail easy to prepare recipes for last minute get togethers. Last Saturday, Manang and I cooked Asadong Pampanga and Tuna Mushroom Rolls with Mango Cream Sauce. When they arrived, I was holding knife as I welcomed them because we weren’t done cooking yet.
2) If your friends know you as someone who can’t cook, whatever you cook is bound to get compliments.