Friday, August 31, 2007

chicken soup for the soul

i woke up groggy this morning. heard a voice. my granny's. there's soup in the pot. didn’t answer her. so typical of the way we treat our loved ones sometimes. i told myself i would make it up to her later. by the way, those i-dunno-what-they-are-called tonic pieces are supposed to be energy boosters.



dinner-time. i was in my dad's room. glued to the tv. gran brought food in. flat noodles! i love it and she knew it. it's dunked in the same tonic stock as what i had this morning. the ingenuity of grans. to assuage the guilt i felt this morning and to show my appreciation, unspoken, i showed her the pix of the noodle bowl i took. she took a look and simply nodded.



Wednesday, August 29, 2007

peppery pork slice vermicelli

my gran always does this. quietly putting a piping hot something on my table while my eyes are incorrigibly glued to the computer screen. the peppery waft. the smooth strands. the sweetness of the minced pork. savouring her loving ways.

Saturday, August 25, 2007

new kid on the blog

when was the last time you did something for the first time? doesn't such a question rouse up all the dormant impulses in you? anyway, i have just created a virtual blog! the inspiration has to be my granny - the loveliest grande dame. did i tell you how fair (in both senses of the word) she looks even in a b&w photo?!

see, i know that she's not gonna be around with me forever, so i thought of immortalising her loving ways - by documenting every bowl of special something she cooks for me. on my cluttered table - is where my gran often, quietly, places that bowl of special something. an inaugural picture - of how my table looks like or rather how i'm like!