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Dinner time.
Sukiyaki.
Mom hands Ziggie a bowl of soup, before filling her own bowl.
Mom: Ziggie, you might want to make timpla your soup. The cook accidentally used patis instead of toyo.
Ziggie: Oh, God. Really? *sigh* what do I put?
Mom is busy with her own own soup, bringing out the necessary condiments.
Mom: Here, you put soy sauce.
Ziggie: okay.
He takes the soy sauce and turns to his soup.
Mom: And sugar. Mix soy sauce and sugar in it.
Ziggie is mixing his soup and nodding, when he looks up and looks at me dumbly for about 5 full seconds, his eyebrows knitted, his eyes the expression of,
"What? Wettaminit."
My mom leaves the table to return the condiments, when Ziggie asks aloud the question going on in both of our heads.
Ziggie: "Ba't hindi nalang timplahin at lutuin ulit lahat?"
...
O nga naman.
kaysa everyone gets a bowl of soup and mixes estimated proportions of soy sauce and sugar into it.
diba? :P
Sukiyaki.
Mom hands Ziggie a bowl of soup, before filling her own bowl.
Mom: Ziggie, you might want to make timpla your soup. The cook accidentally used patis instead of toyo.
Ziggie: Oh, God. Really? *sigh* what do I put?
Mom is busy with her own own soup, bringing out the necessary condiments.
Mom: Here, you put soy sauce.
Ziggie: okay.
He takes the soy sauce and turns to his soup.
Mom: And sugar. Mix soy sauce and sugar in it.
Ziggie is mixing his soup and nodding, when he looks up and looks at me dumbly for about 5 full seconds, his eyebrows knitted, his eyes the expression of,
"What? Wettaminit."
My mom leaves the table to return the condiments, when Ziggie asks aloud the question going on in both of our heads.
Ziggie: "Ba't hindi nalang timplahin at lutuin ulit lahat?"
...
O nga naman.
kaysa everyone gets a bowl of soup and mixes estimated proportions of soy sauce and sugar into it.
diba? :P