Someday, My Prince Will Come...

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Robinsons Galleria... Ay... Why?

Took a quick trip to Robinsons Galleria over lunch to drop off a special order. I haven't been back to Robinsons Galleria since the 19th of September. It gave me this melancholy feeling, to be back in a place I used to frequent almost everyday. Yes, I am having Ortigas withdrawal symptoms. Living in the Ortigas area the past 20 years had its perks. Mall access is one.

I love Robinsons Galleria because it isn't as crowded as nearby SM Megamall, plus it has mostly everything. My added plus would be FREE parking, if you're in the mall for 30 minutes or less.

But FREE parking no more. I was surprised to be greeted by this sign as I entered their basement parking today.


"Effective October 1, 2010, passing through Basement Carpark will be charged a minimum of P40.00." - Apologize for the blurry pic, was on my way in, when I took this.

Yup, there goes the 30 minute leeway. :P Nyar.

Robinsons Galleria -- you used to be my fave Ortigas mall because of this. Getting a quick snack, take-out, or paying a quick visit to Robinsons Supermarket to get a couple of groceries used to be so easy. I CHOSE your mall because of this perk. But sadly, you took it away. Oh well.

At least I don't have to get pissed much about it because I no longer live near you.

Look'it!

I thought my bag was extra heavy today. So after lugging that thing around all morning, I decided to check what made it heavier. Voila! This is what I found. I saw my little boy holding this little pouch last night. I asked him to put it back. I remember saying, "put it back, in momma's bag." I didn't specify which bag, and so it ended up in my handbag. At least he followed instructions. Haha!

This is my Hong Kong pouch. I stash my cash, coins, Octopus Card, keys and receipts here, such that I don't have to look all over when we're granted a last-minute, emergency trip back. Haha. Yes, I love Hong Kong.

Recipe

They say that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach.

Yesterday, I got a surprise call from R. He was asking for the recipe to a classic dessert I used to make when we first got married. I love to have my way in the kitchen, and used to cook a lot when we didn't have kids. We didn't have a maid either, so we alternated in the kitchen. There is this particular dessert that my family loves. I made it for special occasions or on days when there was nothing to do.

My dad's sister loves this dessert so much that one time, when I gave her a pan of this for Christmas, she specifically labeled it as hers so the rest of her household stayed away from it. It really isn't anything spectacular, but takes a lot of time and love to make.

R always expressed his love for this particular dessert. Make a batch and a pan will disappear in a matter of hours. I knew he looked forward to it, especially when he sees me prepping the ingredients. So when I got the call yesterday, I was not surprised he asked for it.

He said he wanted to use it for his dessert menu. He's supposed to be opening a food joint somewhere south.

I asked him to Google for it.

No way I was giving him a classic, family recipe (yes, our old cook from our old guesthouse passed this on to me before she passed away from heart disease. It is one of three special family recipes I have been able to perfect). Especially since I was not gonna benefit from it. I do not even know who his business partner is! And knowing R, it's probably some girl willing to part with moolah just to get his eye. :P

As much as I want to help out and be unselfish, I cannot bring myself to part with something as special as this. Even my aunts and cousins in the US look forward to my visits because of this particular dessert.

Call me selfish, but I will not give some other girl a chance at a recipe that has found its way to my husband's heart.