Trip to the New Store

I just got into my room. I accidentally locked myself outside while I was cooking some instant noodles I just bought from a newly opened store near the church.

There, speaking of the store, it sells all kinds of goods from different Asian countries, particularly China. And the prices are really cheap… My real intention of going there was to look for a hamper I can use to stash the food I got from our very own kitchen. Yeah… I’m like than… I guess we’re all like than in the house- we have our own for-emergency-use-only basket of food under our beds.

When I realized that I brought some money with me, I started to look for some nibbling goodies. Wow… There were huge packs of noodles that come in many varieties (not just plain beef or chicken), different sizes of sandwich cookies, and of course junk foods! Our mother did not raise us eating junk foods, but as we grow older we could totally feel that we’re deprived of these human inventions for such a long time. I ended buying a pack of “hand-pulled spicy beef noodles”, Baked Shrimp Bar (Chinese version of Oishi) and a pack of twisted egg cracker that says “Fresh.” Although I hardly understand what’s written on the packs, I made sure that they’re not yet expired. I only paid P28.

When I got home I immediately prepared a pan so I could cook the noodles. I had one problem- I didn’t know if I should drain the water or not. “Should it be like a pancit canton or a mami?” I asked myself. My question was loud enough that my auntie heard me talking to myself. “Look at the picture” she said. It looked like a pancit canton… I didn’t like the taste. I even added some melted butter and fruit cocktail juice so I could finish eating it.