When I was I kid, I loved going to church because after that, my mom would treat us to our favorite ice cream parlor (typical kid! :P). We wouldn’t eat anything out of the ordinary, just vanilla for my sister and banana split for me and my mom.
In high school, I would watch what I spent from Mondays to Thursdays because every Friday, my service mates and I will eat at our favorite fast food joint. Again, nothing expensive: just fries and a sundae.
My childhood is peppered with happy memories. And, as you may have already guessed, most of them include food. This isn’t to say that I’m a glutton for food. It’s just that whenever I think of a specific food or restaurant, some memory from my life pops up. And sometimes, I eat a certain dish not because it’s delicious, but because it reminds me of someone or something in my life.
Now that I’m a working girl and that my taste buds have become more mature, I still occasionally crave for some of the fun food I had when I was younger. Well, now I get to eat them without my mom scolding me to brush my teeth afterwards. Or her telling me to drink lots of water after eating ice cream.
I love this cracker that you dip in chocolate. I know that there are better-tasting brands than this, but there’s something about Yan Yan that reminds me of my childhood. It’s like all of us ate and enjoyed this snack when we were little. I don’t know anybody who didn’t like Yan Yan.
My family is not Chinese, but we never ran out of hopia in our household when we were kids. I particularly like the ones that my mom bought at the market, though my younger sister insists that those are dirty. Oh well, we call the ice cream being sold in the streets as dirty ice cream and yet we still eat it, so I guess it’s the same thing with the hopia.
I like monggo hopia. I don’t really like the newer flavors because I’m too content with the monggo. I feel like my ube belongs to my halo-halo or with some crackers, but as a flavor for hopia… Well, to each its own.
I’m not sure if they sell this certain brand everywhere, but I really love durian chips. Actually, I like durian. Even with its foul smell, I’m down with it. The first time I ate a durian I was in Singapore. I wanted to scream my lungs out when they offered me the fruit. But I couldn’t refuse because that would be very rude of me. So I closed my eyes and prepared for the worst, but I really ended up liking it.
So when I chanced upon the durian chips, I just had to taste them. They’re now in my top 10 favorite junk food of all time. They’re a little bit expensive, so I don’t really eat them often, unless my sister or my mom buy them for me.
These are just some of my favorite snacks. I haven’t even made my list of my favorite dishes—maybe next time. And please do share with me your favorite snacks too. I’m sure I’m not the only one here who tries to reminisce their childhood with food.