My 30th of December food fiasco.

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My vegetable viand burned and yet again. My daughters had long given up on the food I present them, not that I do not concoct foods well, it's just that I have this bad habit of leaving my cooking when it is simmering. And when I get back, the pan is black as charcoal. Shucks. And my girls try to salvage whatever is edible. Talk about carcinogen. Sigh. I am that, and I also don't like it. I patiently prepared the papaya with shrimp, sauteed in garlic and onions, with a dash of pepper. Would have been a good meal with the marinated boneless bangus, or the danggit that Jean bought from the vendors of Talim Island. But I turned to throw the peelings out there on my compost, under my now tall and leafy avocado tree. And my greens seemed beckoning, needing a little sprinkle, so I turned on the faucet and showered the droopy plants. As usual, i got carried away, hopping from pots to flower box, enjoying the feel of the December air...., then I spotted the chopping board I used for the peelings, and remembered my cooking. I did give it a dash, almost sliding, my flip flops are worn. I didn't beat the nick of time. The shrimp is in a sorry state. So is the papaya. And the boneless bangus. I will just wait for Jean to wake up and fry the danggit. That's what we're having for breakfast. It is good with vinegar with chili. By the way, the real red labuyo is harvest from my garden. I still have plenty, if anyone needs some. It's for free. — feeling hungry.