Teaching My Husband Tagalog

I'm not going out of my way to teach him Tagalog but he picks up a lot from me. It's just funny to hear him pretend he's speaking it and if I didn't know better some of the "sentences" he says sound just like it.

What We Do In The Bedroom...

Whenever my husband and I watch the UFC (Ultimate Fighting Championships), we usually try to find new nicknames for the fighters.

Now I see that my mother should worry about not having grandchildren.

No wonder she gives me advice...

I was thinking the other day that my breakfasts now are different from what I grew up with. I remember on Saturdays my mom would take the time to make fried rice with garlic and since it was Saturday (we wouldn't have to smell like fish at school) she'd fry up some bulad (tuyo) and we'd have it with Chinese sausages or tocino (cured pork that's a little sweet) and of course sawsawan (dipping sauce). The sawsawan would add a nice extra salty/soury (soy sauce and kalamansi or vinegar) touch to it all.

Nowadays I refrain from buying and cooking bulad because I can't find it and because of my husband (but a girl can dream...) and although we don't eat pancakes for breakfast (too sweet) we have had it for a dessert and I love bacon.

Oh, when Tang was available, my brother and I would make batches of it.

Fork and Spoon

Before we were married, I brought my husband home to spend Thanksgiving with me and my family. That was the first time he was at a Filipino home and was surprised when we sat at the table and there wasn't a knife as part of his silverware. I tried to explain to him that part of Filipino culture had you eat with your hands and that most dishes were bite-sized and didn't require a knife to cut meat. He still demanded a knife...

Fat Chat

On a recent visit, my mom decided to tell my husband that I had gained some weight while we were sitting at a table with two other strangers, at a hibachi steakhouse!!

"Ate"

The first time my husband came over to my house he noticed that my brother kept calling me 'Ate'. After a lot of giggling from my brother and me, he insisted that he be called 'Ate' too. It is now a joke between the three of us.

Messy Eater

White Shirt

My husband is really pale and this is often a source of amusement for me.