I AM sure so much has happened to you over the past week, month and years. We are all products of the past and the present. In fact, the present does not last that long. One second ago, it was the present. But now it is the past.
We live life each day, with our routines and e-plans. We see people come and go. There are disasters, birthdays, deaths and births that affect our lives. This is an anemic list of what happens in life. I am sure you have your own colorful daily stories to tell.
The news is a rich barometer of time passing. Every day, something new happens. And I am not talking about the Barretto sisters fighting over what-I-don’t-really-care. Or shall we ask the Kardashian sisters for their opinion?
Living life also happens in the kitchen. There are a dozen cooking terms that reflect life. Here I go, Khokies, with the lighter side of life.
BEAT: Mix quickly to make liquid ingredients smooth and light.
Peetong: We live in a violent world when we misuse “beat.”
Uncle Gustave: Beat is something boxers try to do to one another to earn millions of dollars.
Tita Blitte: I thought that is what you feel at the end of the day at work.
Krystalle: When I join a zumba class, I have to flow with beat of the music.
Me: Hmm.
BLANCH: Immerse something in rapidly boiling water and to cook it slightly.
Ellen: Oh, my friend Gwen and I blanched just before we had our first-ever zip line ride.
Krystalle: That’s nothing. We all blanch after we gossip about someone whom we think is not around but is actually hidden in hearing distance.
Me: (blanching)
FOLD: Mix delicate ingredients (cream, butter) without beating. Go over the mixture, gently round and round to mix.
Krystalle: Vogue announced designer Zac Posen has folded his House of Z atelier.
Ellen: He said it was “increasingly challenging fashion and retail landscape.”
Uncle Gustave: Cryptic! Why not just say that after 20 years in the business—well, never mind. A Posen fan might clobber me with a folded piece of newspaper.
Dona: I do a lot of folding before I make my new quilt projects, you know.
Me: My knees fold when I get hungry.
FRICASSE: To cook by braising or cook something slowly in low fire.
Uncle Gustave: I never want to be a politician. I might get fricassed on social media and by my fellow politicos whenever I exercise my freedom of speech.
Tita Blitte: Your editor will fricasse you for making that wordy sentence, Tave.
Pannon: Does fricasse mean trouble or heated fight? Like, there was a fricasse between the demolition team and the informal settlers?
Illustracio: My philandering friend is now suffering from fricasse. He doesn’t know how to get out of the pot.