Ahhh! Food! Each flavor is totally unique! But combine one flavor with another, and something new is created…

Before I sound like Remy from Ratatouille, let me first show you what kind of food I have been eating for the past few weeks…

Amici’s famed Italian food like the Vegie Lasagna, Caldereta (not Italian), and Marinara pasta

Teriyaki Boy’s Kani Salad, Seafood Tepanyaki, and Yakimeshi (mixed fried rice)

Sarang Korean House’s Dishes

And now, for the fun part. If you are subscribed to my blog, you must’ve known that I had gastritis last Sunday, so bad I was hospitalized to the tune of 5k pesos. For the entire week, all I am allowed to eat is sardines, eggs, and oats (even eggs aren’t allowed). And it even gets better!

This week, PiKitchen’s free dinner is all about those tasty pork preserves like tocino (sweet salted pork), longanisa (local sausage), bacon, and pork chop. Seeing my colleagues eat food like that makes my mouth water, enough to the point that I won’t need drinking for the next two hours. They even tease me while they eat their savory slices, while I settle with plain oatmeal (I can’t find any fruit that’s not acidic enough to rip my tummy to half) and grass-like lettuce (they were cut thinly, it looked and tasted like grass – and yeah, I already tasted grass).

And how long should I endure this? Two weeks, people! Two frickin’ weeks! With this thought, I decided to let go of the control, and eat as much Chinese as I could eat (in Zhu Zhou, Malate Area). That night, I slept in agony, and never had a full 3 hours of straight sleep. I woke up miserable, and went back to swallowing oatmeal.

And better yet…

I should be having a night out with my college friends this Sunday! I would have had a Sunday with my family (my aunt is coming to our house, and everytime she goes to our place, we celebrate it with a night of karaoke), but I’m planning to cancel it out, until this frickin’ tummy tremor came into the scene. Point is, I’ve prepared so much time and effort for this event, but I can’t even ride the jeepney because everytime I get stressed out (like climbing the stairs or walking on inclined spots), it hurts so badly!

And now, food and fun is like my high school crush… so near, yet so far. (Yeah, I know it’s too cheesy to be a blog ending.)

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