Two Thursdays ago my officemate cooked spaghetti in our kitchen, and our Aussie housemate Craig came home at the sight of us going around the kitchen --- chopping, boiling, frying, pouring stuff into pots. When the spaghetti was ready, I gave a plate to Craig, who looked like a hungry hippo by 8 PM. I warned him that the sauce was made Filipino-style, meaning it was a lot sweeter than the tomato-based spaghetti everyone else in the world was used to. So I watched him at he finished the plate, but to my disappointment, he didn't help himself to another serving.
Hmmm... yeah he didn't like our version of spaghetti, that had a little sugar in it. We Pinoys want to sweeten everything, from teas to pies to dishes. In the kitchen, sugar will always be present, and the absence of sugar will mean that whatever we make in the kichen will turn out too sour, too spicy, too salty, too bitter or bland.
I have to laugh at this thought. Yeah we lke sugar coating everything, not to say that it does us good. Maybe we just want to feel good and get that sugar high everyday. Clever.
This is why we don't have divorce in out country. We have a million dysfunctional families that choose to stay together. GO on trips together and have meals together like their problems will go away just like that. That's why women forgive their cheating husbands, and girlfriends always give their guys a second chance. We like to be the one to solve problems, to make it work, by just being happy freaks.
I think it's about time we lessen our sugar and start to acknowledge the true taste of every dish. Spaghetti sauce should be made with pure tomatoes, life should be lived with acceptance of the truth. That's the only way you can really live it to the fullest. BURP.
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