My Pininyahang Manok
I’ve always been very honest about other people’s cooking: “Kulang sa alat. Sobra sa paminta. Walang lasa.”
Since the resident cook went to the Philippines for a month, there was a rotation on who’ll cook and inevitably the point person on bad dishes. So when it was my turn to cook Pininyahang Manok, I’ve decided that I should do the best that I could do so that no one will have to say my usual lines. I searched online. I asked Tem. I even asked Dad (Rommel) to assist me while cooking.
Tem told me to put coconut mik and green bell pepper to spunk up the taste. Badly, I didn’t know that I was not supposed to put the pineapple syrup in the mixture (just the pineapple!). Hence, it was too sweet and very pineappley.
Some of the people in the flat exclaimed, “Wow! Ginataang Pinya na may Manok!” They knew I’ll be overly sensitive so some said, “Charap.” A few said the word ’sarap’ but with the surname ‘naman’.