A Merry Little Christmas
I just about finished painting the walls and ceiling. I just about had enough energy left to decorate the living and dining room with my hodgepodge collection of Christmas balls, angels, tin painted snowmen and my favorite Looney Tunes, Night before Christmas Mice and Tiny Tim character collection. I’ve had them so long I forgot where I got them. There’s
Of course they have their hearts set on food they’ve missed like galunggong (yes, GG- the symbolic fish of the masses, now expensive for most) and talangka. A friend asked me to get her some.
Talangka ( small native crabs, not baby crabs or crablets) is not in season but my mom managed to get a clan of the feisty little carapace.
We say clan because we got a little less than a kilo of grandpa, grandma, sisters, brothers, uncles and aunt talangka, varying so in size and color but uniformly fresh and great escape artists all. I couldn’t take a picture because I was busy pointing at wayward claws and crab bodies trying to scale the side of the frying pan, so that mom can catch them in time with her tongs. After a three-minute struggle, the crabs were subdued and cooked nicely, halabos style (steamed in the pan with a bit of water). Talangka spoils fast if not cooked right away and ours had to be brought to the friend who was a long ways off. The galunggong is most delicious hot off the frying pan, with the skin fried crisp and crunchy while the meat remains tender and juicy so we packed that one in ice.
"God bless us, everyone!"