FOODOGRAPHY: Champorado Atbp. - Comfort Food

I woke up before 6:00 AM this morning. Nothing unusual except that it is a Sunday and Sundays are supposed to be sleep ins. I was jolted to be more awake when the thought of champorado entered my mind.

A scoop of jasmine rice here, a disc of tablea there, a touch of choco milk for added taste. Simmer in the pot. Stir, stir, stir and kazing! - champorado with the right stickeness of the broth.

But by itself it is lonely and I know that I don't have any dried fish on stock. So raid the ref and somewhere behind the bottles and containers is a half consumed pack of tapa -those  flat, sticky, sweet and spicy sheets of cured meat. Cut into strips with kitchen shears, let them serve time in the pan and wallah! - the alternative to 'buwad'.

Champorado and tapa still need company. So eggs came a calling. With half a tray left on stock, the eggs must be consumed. Broke 2 of them into a bowl, whisked just enough, sprinkled seasonings and a dash of cheese. Scrambled egg completes the trio.

Ah, Sunday morning bliss. Comfort food early in the morning.

Life musings: Life's joys are not always complicated. It is the simple things that give warmth to the heart and hearth. The idle Sunday morning with the right combination of food. The slow repast to savor every bite and the assurance that all is well at that very moment.