My Pinoy Pleasure

I just became aware of the difference between non-fat milk and whole milk. Of course I know of the obvious difference (duh), but tonight, it is quite a challenge for me to finish drinking my complementary venti hot mocha with non-fat milk.

Starbucks ran out of whole milk. I didn’t mind saying yes to non-fat since I didn’t think it would make a lot of difference in satisfying my taste buds. Now that I know, I’m never taking my hot mocha this way again. Whole milk is just so much richer, not to mention addictive.

I guess going healthy will not include me switching to anything non-fat. I can’t stand anything with Sweet'N Low, or products marked “lite.” I love my salt and my sugar… and everything else that’s detrimental to my health. In fact, right now I have an image of my death supper - lechon de leche (my favorite part, undoubtedly, is the crispy pig skin and mouth watering fat underneath it), aligue (crab fat) and buttered sipit (crab legs), baked tahong (mussels) and steaming rice. I can’t wait to go back to Dampa to gratify my seafood craving, but my mom forbids me because of some redtide incident she heard recently.

Anyway, the holidays are here, so I am sure I will find an equally unhealthy feast somewhere.

Ahh, good food is just so hard to resist. But this is just one of life’s pleasures that I wouldn’t want to miss.

Written on Dec-22