This is what Mr. L and I had for brunch this morning...
pandesal (pandesal = Filipino roll ---hopefully I translated that accurately lol), sunny side up egg (Mr. L had scrambled eggs and I didn't get the chance to take a photo of it) and bacon with a cup of Dunkin Donuts coffee of course.
We usually make bacon for the weekends because we don't really get the chance to make breakfast on weekdays since we are always in a hurry. Bacon are for Sundays and Saturdays. We've been baking our bacon in a cookie sheet because it cooks faster and tastes crispier.
Here's how we do it:
We wrap the cookie sheet with a foil and lay the bacon on the cookie sheet:
Here's how it cooks...so much crispier...and it's also easier to clean the cookie sheet because we use a foil to cover it:
Then we let all of the oil drip in a paper towel...in our false attempt to stay healthy lol
Mr. L has been enjoying his pandesal but we decided to buy whole wheat pandesal this week because we still would like to fit in our clothes you know lol. But the photo that I took above doesn't include whole wheat pandesal that we just bought because we're still trying to finish our pandesal from last week. I'm glad Mr. L enjoys his pandesal. Pandesal is very reminiscent of my childhood. I love eating pandesal especially those that are sold in local bakeries in Manila.
When I was still living with my grandparents in Don Antonio, when I was around 4 years old I think I remember Nanay Ining (our mayordoma = chief housekeeper --- not really sure what the exact English translation is) ("nanay" means "mother"in Filipino) would knead and bake the pandesal
Growing up in Malate, my Lola Dy would always ask one of our househelpers to buy pandesal in a nearby bakery. Although, there were a lot of bakeries in Malate, my favorite pandesal bakery was an old-fashioned bakery in the Agoncillo Street corner Remedios Street. I would usually tag along with our housekeeper when she would walk from our building to get to Agoncillo corner Remedios Street. The image of the bakery is still vivid in my memory and I can still remember how the old owner of the bakery would carefully place the warm pandesals in a brown paper bag. We would walk back home and once we get home our househelper always puts the pandesal in a basket with red gingham napkin. I can still taste how warm and soft that pandesal is. In my Lola Dy's house, we usually eat pandesal with peanut butter ---the one I remember the most is eating it with Smucker's Goober peanut butter and grape jelly.
Pandesals are one of the basic breakfast staples in a Filipino's home. The warmness and softness of the pandesal brings comfort and provides joyful memories to me and I am glad Mr. L enjoys eating pandesal too. It's almost like I can share a chunk of comfort that I get from eating pandesal with him with every single bite he takes of his pandesal :)
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