The Kid is home sick for the second day in a row. Some vile flu bug is going around her school. I distinctly remember when I was sick as a kid; sick meant lugaw or pospas in our house. It eventually turned into an incredible comfort food for me but I still associate it mostly with being sick. I’m not sure why it was standard fare when one was sick since most of the times it was a cold, cough, flu etc. which had nothing to do with the tenderness of one’s stomach… but nevertheless, if you were ill, you had to eat pospas. Frankly, when one is sick and feeling blah, do you really want to eat bland food? I always craved highly sour or salty foods when sick, and thankfully, my mom tolerated these requests and often obliged by bringing home a pack of salty sweet sampaloc from Mercury Drug or even that banned substance made in sweaty Chinese armpits (reference was my mom’s, not mine) red kiamoy.
Even better, if I were really really sick, that almost always meant I was allowed to drink some 7UP and if deathly pale, she would hunt out a small pack of coveted silver foiled wrapped Hershey’s kisses…this was the ultimate treat for the down and out in the 1970’s. Today, the selection of “goodies” is incredible and I can’t think of a sweet or salty snack that my daughter cannot have relatively easy access to at a grocery or sweet shop. There is no more novelty to a Butterfinger or a Mars bar. There are no more stories of how “mom and dad had to drive to Cash & Carry (or worse Dao) and vigorously bargain for the one small pack of unmelted Hershey’s kisses they could find.” So when the Kid is sick, she sometimes gets pospas, but more likely than not, I try to think of dishes that have a lot of flavor to encourage her to eat and regain strength.
Today I decided to make some Buffalo Chicken Wings; one of the kid’s restaurant favorites that is so incredibly easy to make at home. Just salt and pepper some chicken wings and fry them in oil until a nice golden brown. Next, dunk them in a sauce made up of 1/2 cup butter, melted, and 1/2 cup Frank’s Hot Sauce or similar hot sauce. It sounds like a lot of Hot Sauce but don’t scrimp, you’ll end up with buttery wings instead. I was thrilled to find real Frank’s Hot Sauce at the Metro Market Market grocery so we had a very authentic original style wings for lunch. And I made the blue cheese dressing and chopped up some nice celery so that it really felt like an order at a restaurant. I also made like I was still on a diet by munching on lots of celery and just two wings… I know, I know, one bloody wing is serious calories. At any rate, the Kid ate heartily, rushed off of the doctor and I get to write this post. Keep healthy everyone during the rainy season filled with colds and bugs of all sort…drink lots of kalamansi or dalandan juice to ward off cooties. And let me leave you with this unpleasant thought. I estimate that roughly 50-60% of all men who use public bathrooms do NOT wash their hands before leaving the toilet (based on extensive field research at major malls), which means if you shake hands with three adult males in the course of one business day, the chances are, you were THAT close to the hibbie jibbies, like 95+% or so. Only 5% of you will have shaken the hands of three consecutive hand-washers that day. Imagine how the cold germs are transferred from one human to another then… Heeheehee.