I was just kidding. On this very night, before writing came to play, I had a wonderful dinner with my friends over at our buddy's place. His Mom invited us for a feasty dinner. There was no occasion, nor a birthday party being celebrated. It was only a bundle of joy spurring out of the kitchen. Upon arriving, I could feel the dinner table being set for a number of huge people. We could hear everyone's tummies grumbling from hunger as the thoughts of a variety of provision lingered our minds. Everyone couldn't wait to get in the house. We had to hurry and squeezed through the traffic jam when en rout to the place where the kitchen does the cooking for itself. Enough said.
A day before this night of wondrous sweet and salty temptations, our buddy's Mom had an Idea to feed us with "Lechon", called as Roast Pig, a Philippine delicacy like no other. This medium sized pork, slowly cooked over volcanic charcoals and drenched with spices inside, and the aroma of lemon grass slowly smoking inside the roast's belly, delightfully is floating us in cloud nine.
After devouring the mix of salty spices and tender oozing juicy meat, scrunches are left and an unshaped utilized pig is formed.
Scrunches can be be sautéed with garlic and onion chives to create this after-devouring dish to plate.
This is CHICKEN POT PIE (below)... I think. Mixed with chooks, potatoes and sausages drenched in a white creamy sauce, made to a perfection of a pie.
I told everyone that it is called "Chicken Pot Pie", answering to everybody's curiosity. Also called "Pastel".
And for the desert... tiny chocolate moist muffins! I ate one-fourth of this box. Yummmmm!
We just couldn't resist.,we couldn't wait.
Our tummies full from all we ate.