Pork Guisantes has been one of my family's favorite ever since I was a little elementary kid. The first time my sisters and I tried it, it just clicked. My mom knew that we liked it that first time because when she and her mom made it for the whole family to eat, she watched us and had a hint of happiness in her eyes. The reason I think she was happy was because Pork Guisantes has been in her family when she was younger. Along with my dad. Though he believes she makes it better than his family that he always jokes around with her saying that that's the reason why he married her. It's been in our family for so long that my sisters and I gave it a nickname which was Pork G's (gees).
The reasons I love this recipe are due to the fact that even though it has a weak aroma, it tastes amazing and looks very mouthwatering. Like your taste buds want to burst because it taste so incredible. The way the pork goes to gather with the sauce and peas just fills your heart and stomach with a lot of joy.
Once we got home I took off towards the kitchen leaving my slippers behind at the front door and packages flying back and forth in my hands. About ten seconds later she came into view in the kitchen with just a smile on her face. I love it when she smiles because it reminds me of the days her and my grandma used to cook it together in my elementary days. While I sat at the dining room table and listen to the sizzling of the pork being made, I watched how they joked around with each other and talked their ethnic(filipino) language of theirs which was mostly foreign to me. Now that my grandma moved out due to a misunderstanding, it was basically just me and her who which I didn't mind at all...... "Hoi what you looking at?!" she said with her funny accent she had that gave me a few years to be nice and contain my laughter. So I smiled and said, "Nothing, I just love looking at you. Now lets get this started before dad and the other two comes home and still finds us still cooking it."
At least two hours later me and my mom are chilling on the couch in the living room eating the worlds greatest creation made. " Taste good?" my mom asks. I shook my head, inhaling the faint smell I haven't drawn in for a while, and devoured the remnants of my last bite down and said, " Taste amazing! I wonder when da-", and I get cut short because my dad walks in and instantly spots our plates filled with Pork Guisantes over our rice. He then wastes no time to take off his shoes at the door and sprints through the hallway and towards the kitchen. And not even five minutes later I see my two sisters, Angelica and Monica slowly opening the door and taking their shoes off too. "Hey guess what? Nick and I saw dad driving down the street- wait, is that-," and Monica just runs off like my dad did earlier leaving Angelica lapping closely behind her. And at the same time, my dad comes back with a plate in one hand and pointing towards the two running and just laughs. So I look back towards my mom and say, "Think there would be enough for seconds?" And all she did was laugh.
The reasons I love this recipe are due to the fact that even though it has a weak aroma, it tastes amazing and looks very mouthwatering. Like your taste buds want to burst because it taste so incredible. The way the pork goes to gather with the sauce and peas just fills your heart and stomach with a lot of joy.
Once we got home I took off towards the kitchen leaving my slippers behind at the front door and packages flying back and forth in my hands. About ten seconds later she came into view in the kitchen with just a smile on her face. I love it when she smiles because it reminds me of the days her and my grandma used to cook it together in my elementary days. While I sat at the dining room table and listen to the sizzling of the pork being made, I watched how they joked around with each other and talked their ethnic(filipino) language of theirs which was mostly foreign to me. Now that my grandma moved out due to a misunderstanding, it was basically just me and her who which I didn't mind at all...... "Hoi what you looking at?!" she said with her funny accent she had that gave me a few years to be nice and contain my laughter. So I smiled and said, "Nothing, I just love looking at you. Now lets get this started before dad and the other two comes home and still finds us still cooking it."
At least two hours later me and my mom are chilling on the couch in the living room eating the worlds greatest creation made. " Taste good?" my mom asks. I shook my head, inhaling the faint smell I haven't drawn in for a while, and devoured the remnants of my last bite down and said, " Taste amazing! I wonder when da-", and I get cut short because my dad walks in and instantly spots our plates filled with Pork Guisantes over our rice. He then wastes no time to take off his shoes at the door and sprints through the hallway and towards the kitchen. And not even five minutes later I see my two sisters, Angelica and Monica slowly opening the door and taking their shoes off too. "Hey guess what? Nick and I saw dad driving down the street- wait, is that-," and Monica just runs off like my dad did earlier leaving Angelica lapping closely behind her. And at the same time, my dad comes back with a plate in one hand and pointing towards the two running and just laughs. So I look back towards my mom and say, "Think there would be enough for seconds?" And all she did was laugh.
