Table for three

I always think grocery shopping is a kind of therapy.

Maybe that's because I usually tag along when my parents do it. It feels almost like an adult thing to do. Like wearing pants instead of jeans, taking the wheel and not the ride or being the nagger, not the naggee.

Anyway, I shopped for food today to cook my parents a meal. I actually enjoy that. Cooking. Again, it's kinda therapeutic. I think when I have the space and freedom to express my creations, be it literary, graphics, craft or food, it feels good.

I think I'm a pretty spontaneous guy. I enjoy spontaneity and it's just everywhere in my life. And sometimes, the results are just beyond expectations. I like knowing the good unknowns when they come.

Like today, I didn't plan for zucchini and asparagus. I spent probably 15 minutes walking around the vegetables section, thinking of which greens to pick. The auntie who does the weighing saw me make my rounds and probably assumed I was an amateur cook. Busted.

Dinner Menu:

Wanton Soup

Ntomatoes Yemistes

Zucchini & Asparagus

My parents loved the meal. Received rave reviews from them. Ok I added "rave" to make myself happy. :) But generally, they enjoyed the meal. My mum said it was healthy and my dad said that's the new way to cook rice.

I'm just glad they finished every grain, slice, drop, piece... Yum!