Today, tell us about your favorite childhood meal — the one that was always a treat, that meant “celebration,” or that comforted you and has deep roots in your memory.
Free to focus on any aspect of the meal, from the food you ate to the people who were there to the event it marked. Today’s twist: Tell the story in your own distinct voice.
I may sound bitter but I never had a kiddie party. My family lived a simple life in the province. I don’t remember having a birthday party for myself when I was a kid. And that may be one of the reasons why I had so much insecurity when I was growing up.
I know that there’s a celebration in the family if there’s “pancit bihon” or rice noodles. Since my parents usually don’t have enough budget for celebrations, this pancit is just made of simple and cheap ingredients including tuna sardines and a little bit of cabbage and carrots. Then my mom would buy a loaf of bread and we use the pancit as sandwich spread. If there’s extra money, my parents would also buy a liter of coke. And together, we all eat happily.
Sometimes I would think that parties don’t need to be as expensive. Other people don’t need to spend so much or have so much to celebrate a birthday especially if they really can’t afford to do so. Sometimes, celebrating it with your loved ones even with a simple menu on the table is all it takes to have a happy celebration.