Batchoy

          One day I was playing games on the computer which were fun and addicting, I couldn't stop. Then this aroma of fried garlic filled the air, trying to stop, I got up from my chair and ran down the stairs knowing that my Mom is making her delicous batchoy.

          Soon as I enter the kitchen I can hear the oil sizzling and poping as the garlic cooks on the pan. My Mom saw me and asked " Can you chop the green onions for me?". Replying yes, I grabbed a handful of green onions and wash it through the cool , soothing water. Grabbing a knife I started chopping it slowy hearing the crisp sound of  The crisp sound of chopping it made me excited for the soup to be prepared. She was stiring the broth slowly with the meat inside so the meat becomes tender and absorbs the flavor of the soup. "Can you try the soup for me ?" my mom asked, and i excitedly grabbed a small dish from one of the top shelves to put the soup in. I held it up to my mouth and  drank the soup, and the undescrible flavor and the warmth of the soup filled my mouth . I knew the sooner i set up the table the faster we can eat, so i grabbed four bowls from the the shelf  so she start pouring the soup into the noodles. I helped her by grbbing the boling hot noodles and evenly putting it invthe bowls, after i was done she poured the steming hot soup into them. After that i helped her put the meat on top and bring it to the table, one by one I carefully brought it to the table. with excitement "Can i crush the chicharon!" so  put some in a another bag and started crushing it, hearing the crunching noises of it at he smashed it. I called my dad and we all sat at the table and started eating.

          I asked my mom why batchoy is special to her and she said "reminded her of  childhood of living in the phillipines aboard It hard for her to be living here in hawaii while my parents are in need of support back in the phillipines." I felt like my mom is going to tell her life story so I tried to stop her but then she told me wait, so sat there eating my soup hoping that it won't take forever. She then continued with "when I was little and we were finished  watching a movie, we would go to this particular shop that makes the best batchoy. I would watch the cook prepare the food.  then I asked her if she would pass down the recipe to me and she with a weird look on her face and said  "maybe"

Food project Brain Storm

Batchoy is soup with beef, noodles, green onions, a special broth, fried garlic, and chicharon. A memory i had of eating this food was when it's was a chllin cold morning on Christmas day. My mom prepared this food for us so we can eat after a 12:00 mass, which is traditional for my family. Some sensory details I can use to describe would be describing how the food smells when the person is preparing it, or describe how their preparing it like "I can smell the garlic being saute' in a pan, and can hear the oil sizzing over the heat". Another would be how you feel about what's happening. My Mom is the person i'll be interviewing for this project. My Mom lives in Bacolod which is in the Visayas area where the soup is common.

The food i'll be choosing

The food that i'll be choosing is batchoy, is a soup common in the Visayas area. I'll be interviewing my mom about the food.