Fruits of Her Labor
Mom’s ultimate cheap thrill is opening a coconut and finding the “tumbong” (that’s Tagalog slang for butt, to put it more delicately hehe) You have meat all along the sides of the coconut, see, and as it matures the juice at the core dries into a ball. The striations on the surface made me think of prunes, only this is huge and round and off-white in color! She likes eating this stuff! It does have that refreshing sweetish coconut taste, with juice enough for a moist, spongy texture. Like eating singkamas, only with a softer bite. I always chant brrraaaiiinns when she eats this. Of course, she can’t relate lol!
What we do share, that I got from her, is the love for food and sharing. I have my restaurant and store bought favorites but I also like cooking and making things. I used to chide her for working so hard to make us something like coconut jam – so much effort to grate, milk, and cook. Much to my chagrin, I found myself doing the same with the baking and some of the convoluted cooking I do.