THERE’S this resto that I went to daily for brunch and dinner a few months ago. I had a different hairstyle then—long-ish hair, lighter color, wavy. My latest haircut is a straight bob with a darker color.
After some months of absence, I went back to the resto on Saturday evening to order dinner for takeout, and even with my face mask on, the wait staff still recognized me: “Ma’am, dugay na man ka wa kabalik.” Wow. I look that familiar?
Anyway, this is the resto where the food is always yummy, but with so many new restos opening in Cagayan de Oro, I could hardly keep up with the answer to this question: Where to eat today? And usually it’s the new resto whose dishes I haven’t tried yet. Still, I returned to my suki on Saturday night for my comfort food: sinugbang baboy. Yum!
After a whole week of high-carb desserts, I’m now back to clean low-carb again. Whew.
Why, oh, why did I choose high-carb just when I was already fat-adapted? I should have bought low-carb goodies instead.
On Monday, when I texted my bro that mangos were on their way to his house, he replied, “Hala. Ang sugar.” Haha! That’s the usual response from a low-carb dieter. So, I’ll stare at the mangos while wishing of pairing them with suman and sikwate. Yes, the mangos should have been here last week when I was into high-carb desserts. Talk of timing.
“Timing is everything,” as the proverb goes. But we can’t always control that timing.
The mangos are still green. Once they’re ripe, I’ll dedicate this song to them: “Look at the stars/Look how they shine for you/And everything you do/Yeah, they were all yellow.”
Operative word: were. Because they morphed into pink. The pink that somehow disappeared, is never to be seen again until the next presidential election, unless they’ll decide that they’re done with pink, too, and it’s time for another color.
Life in Pinas was simpler when it was yellow versus any other political color. But when the color red appeared, the yellow turned pink. But pink is weaker than red. Yellow is stronger. Wrong move? Hmmm.
Political colors should be consistent to avoid confusion. A CDO politician, for example, has always used orange for his campaign and even for his polo shirts. One look at anything orangey and the observant Cagayanon instantly remembers him.
But the only color I’m obsessed with now is yellow as I wait for the mangos to ripen because that’s when their aroma tempts the low-carb dieter to forget about fructose, glucose, and sucrose.
The next presidential election will be in 2028. Unlike mangos that can ripen in a few days, a presidential candidate can ripen only after decades of preparation. Even if he is the son of a former president, he still has to start through a lower rank, but it won’t be as barangay kagawad, of course.
This doesn’t mean that the barangay is not important. For this year’s barangay elections, the wise politician will support the candidates whose loyalty he’s assured of. His goal is for him and his team to win in all elections.
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