The other day I went with Ching to shop for various needs, mine being water and to go to the local Western Union to receive funds from my generous father. After doing both, I was asked if I would like to come with her to the fish market.
As I have never been to one before, I readily said yes and followed her into the cramped and dank market. The musky and fishy scents of too many human beings buying various seafoods and as we proceeded further, the heady aroma of grains and rice. The combinations of all the smells were getting to me, fortunately we were done and left with our hands full and wallets a little lighter.
A mere hour later we were feasting on our spoils (ok it wasn't ill-gotten, but was it sure tasted like it! Yum!) , a delicious or
Masarap, as they say here. meal of fish cuts soaked in sauces, prepared like a steak. with rice (of course) and veggies in another sauce. Very good and my stomach was full and happy. Soon after I was pleasantly surprised to have been offered good ol' banana bread! hehe yes I get great joy out of my favorite treats and this one is one of the biggest. It was devoured in seconds.