my domesticated weekend
It's the first weekend of 2013 and spent it working on some document, tinkering my stuff, cooking and sleeping. I've always been a sucker for sleep so i make sure every weekend i have my 8 hrs ++ of sleep..siesta included. Saturday is my sleep day though i still wake up at around 6.30am to have breakfast with tatay..i spend my day in bed reading..sleeping. I always wash the dishes at night during weekends cauae ate is tired from work.. I also drop her off to work and i cook to give tatay a break. Sometimes i miss the inspiration to cook for someone. I would always pretend that ill be having a visitor so i van push my butt to crush some garlic or saute some onions. Tonight is one of those days.. And i decided to prepare some baby back ribs. It's my first time to prepare a marinade and it felt like i was conducting an orchestra. I am not even sure if what i was doing would be palatable. I crushed and rubbed like there's no tommorow.. With a roleplay in my head. It was fun.. Then it was lonely when its over. Just like that. I miss this simple joy of preparing food for someone special. I really do.Labels: comedy, desires, family, just venting out, winner
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