Saturday, August 31, 2013

Final Draft Roots and Recipe Essay

As I see a bright purple package defrosting in a container of boiling hot water i already know thats coming for me. A big pot of my mom's famous Ube! I remember watching my mom stirring the Ube around and around for multiple minutes, as i wine about how long its taking to finish. After a while i started to get curious and started to ask her, "when did you first try Ube? why did you decide to bring it to the family? "whats so special about it to have it at every party? who taught you how to make it?"my mother replied

I was 4 years old when i first tired Ube, The taste was un-explainable! A burst of sweet flavors rooming around my mouth with curiosity on how my sister made this wonderful desert taste so amazing. As i asked her she told me that it takes a lot of hard work and patience to make it perfect. After attempting my first try at it I could see why she said that! My first time i was sweating buckets and buckets because it took so long to get it to the form i want it to be and the longer i stir the thicker it gets which also helped me get good muscles. In the end it's all really worth it, obviously my first batch wasn't  very good, it was watery and not very sweet, but as time went by I did a lot more practice and trials until I finally got it to taste like the first time I ever tasted it. After i finally got it that day i try to make it as much as possible to make sure i goes down the family. 
After she finished her story i got so inspired to try make my own, because how much my mom tried to make it perfect she stuck with it and she stride to make something  So my mom made her batch and then i made my own little batch. i added the Ube base, suger, and condenced milk. As i stir the ingredients together it get thicker and thicker which makes my hand go tired. As i remembered on how my mother rushed her first batch i knew to take my time, it was so hard as i watch the clock go by. Its like i can hear the hands moving every minute! and about 50 minutes of hard work and patients my very own batch of Ube was done! I was so exited to taste it, just knowing i did this all by myself. I grabbed the spoon dove it into the dark purple softness and then placed it in my mouth. There it was! flavors booming left and right in my mouth! I was so proud that i accomplished making my very own batch of Ube! 

Friday, August 23, 2013

Roots And Recipe

As I see a purple packege defrosting in a contanior on boiling water i already know what coming for me. A big old pot of ube! I remember watching my mom stiring the ube for multiple minutes and wining to her how its taking way to long and there has to be a way for it to cook faster. After a while i started to get curious and started to ask her questions. "When did you first get introduced to ube? Why did you deside to bring it into our family? who taught you how to make it? " She replied "I was 4 years old when i first tasted ube in my mouth, it tasted so amazing the burst of flavor and the texture of the food just amazed me. So i asked my sister to teach me how to make scrumches desert."

Thursday, August 15, 2013

FOOD FOOD FOOD

The type of food I enjoy eating is sinigang, sinigang is a filipino soup which is my favorite! It contains beef and greens, the flavor is a little bit sour but thats okay makes it even better. Special Memories i have with it is, i remember that i would help my mom prepare to make it. I'd cut up all the leafy greens and put in the ma'ma sita in the pot and my mom would yell at me for putting to much! When ever i come home and see my mom making t i get so exited and i can just smell the meat boiling. Once it's finally finish I take my fist bite and it feels so good when the hot soup goes down my  througt and the flavors just burst out of no where! The person i plan on interviewing is my mom because she always makes the best in the whole world!