Missing my Dad

December 17, 2o21

Staring at this page again for a few minutes now, and yes there are topics that popping up but they are all meh. Thought of writing about foods or some travel that I did had before but I just can't make my mind work to refresh me with what happened to that trip. Thought of sharing my book collections but I remember that I did give away some of it just others can read it instead of stocking it at the shelves and accumulate dust, so another topic that I wipe out. Let's just make some free writing and let's see where this writing will lead me again.

Tomorrow is my Dad's birthday and if he is alive he will be turning 76 tomorrow, he left us at the age of 57. It was a shocking goodbye because he was not ill and he doesn't have any diseases at all. He died in a car accident somewhere along the North expressway near Valenzuela exit at 5:30 in the morning.

Everybody knows that I'm a Daddy's girl, but I guess its just natural since I'm the only girl in the family and the youngest. Anywhere he go you'll find me at his side, except for his work trips and some trips that are only for the boys. He is so good in cooking, his specialties are Morcon, Mechado, kare-kare, dinuguan and a lot lot more but my favorite among all the food that he cook was pork sinigang and ampaya sauted in miso.

And oh I remember he also make a good pineapple ham, while my mom cooks embutido and leche flan. That was our business every Christmas way back mid 90s. We are going to cure the pork for 16 days before he will cook it in pineapple juice with some herbs and spices before he will glaze the top of it with sugar. My mom is the one who sells it while my Dad cooks it. There are days that our fridge are packed with cured pork for a month, you'll not find anything just cured pork. My mom cooks the embutido while I take care of the leche flan. I think during those times I reached the point that I don't want to see any embutido or leche flan on our table. I can't even stand the smell of if because almost everyday we cook it. My mom being a teacher got a lot of orders from her co-teachers that is why almost the whole month of December we are busy. Though even if we cook ham, the one we put on our table every Christmas or New Year is a different one, my Dad buy his Chinese ham at Quiapo.

These people are all wonderful that you'll want to get to know them.

We stopped making ham after my Dad left, yes me and my siblings knows how to do it but no one wants to do it not even my mom. Do I still have the recipe? Yes, I think I still have it but got no plans of making one.

Another recipe that my Dad make that we are not trying yet is the morcon. Even though I know the recipe and I know how to cook it I just don't want to do it. Can't find the inspiration to do it actually.

My Dad was a friend of everyone here in our neighborhood, you will not here any negative comments on how he deal with people. He was my cousin's favorite Uncle too.

How I wish he was still alive, how I wish both of my parents are still alive. It will be a different Christmas if they are still here and I wouldn't mind chopping all the ingredients just for them to cook for me again. And I miss my parents a whole lot, sorry if I keep on talking about them. it's my only way to be with again, even if it is just a memory.

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