Allow me please....When I am too delighted, I lose the "prim and proper" side of myself and a lash out into a "kikay".
Last night, I was finally able to cook this chicken recipe which I got from Toni's blog. While I was still cooking it, I asked hubby to taste the broth. After about two sips, he said, "Hmmm...Masarap. Hanap ka pa ng recipes, may talent ka". He said it ala-Boy Abunda in Star Circle Quest (he could be a Simon Cowell who won't mince words when he criticizes what I do).
That wasn't the end of it.
Today, both of us brought some to work for our lunch. When I called him up after lunch to ask him how it was, this is what he said..."Bebeh, lam mo, kidding aside, no joke, promise, masarap yung luto mo." Plus, he sounded like he was smiling from ear to ear when he was saying that.
Kinikilig ako. Pumapalakpak ang tenga ko. Feeling ko ang ganda ganda ko!!!! I swear! Hay nako, lumalabas ang pagka-bakla ko. And don't tell me I didn't warn you.
Now, I could finally say with authority, "The way to a man's heart is through his stomach."






