After four years of an openly committed relationship to pandesal it is time to determine the relationship publicly, PANDESAL I LOVE YOU! I have learned that food is a viable love language in Filipino culture which makes perfect sense as to why I love living here, it is also my love language. What does one do when they love something undeniably? You shout it from the (blog) roof tops! So today, I confess my undying love for a little bread that made me even sweeter on the Philippines.
PANDESAL
HOW DO I LOVE THEE? LET ME COUNT THE WAYS
I love you because I love bread. Give me all the carbs!
I love you because I can just pop you in my mouth like popcorn. Gulai, I should be more careful. Ingat po when eating pandesal kasi addiction ako!
I love your flakey crust!
I love your flakey crust!
I love how cheap you are.
I love how cheap and you are.
I even love you when you are fancy.
I love your chewy insides.
I love your dusty outsides!
I love when you are warm and fresh out of the oven!
I love that I can have you 24/7 at panaderias.
I love when you have malunngay in you.
I love the crinkle of the brown paper bag letting me know you are near.
I love the memories you ignite of every road trip we have ever taken in the Philippines.
I love you with tablea, peanut Butter and a hardboiled egg!
I love that you are so little it makes me think I can eat 100 of you! Truth be told, I probably could!
I love you even if you made my butt big.
Most of all, I love you because you feel like home.
