As a kid, one of the meals that was regularly served in our home for lunch/dinner (most of the time it was lunch AND dinner =b) was dinengdeng, pinakbet and viands that had something to do with bagoong.  Since these dishes were chock-full of veggies, I didn’t really like them then.  Eew, saluyot! (I suppose I went through that normal phase of childhood where vegetables were the enemy at meal time.  I always felt like I could eat hotdogs, chicken, spaghetti, chocolates, ice cream and cake every meal of every day of my life. That’s six meals covered … and repeat. *snicker snicker)

There really wasn’t any choice when the mealtime bell rang and the plate laid out in front of me had a mountainous pile of rice and viand.  As a coping mechanism, my brother and I would ‘play’ with our food imagining it to be other things just so we could finish it. (No one leaves the table without a clean plate in our house. That’s a strict rule.  Just ask my brother who sat there … sleepily… for hours until he finished. Before he knew it, it’s dinner time! Say it like Yzma from Emperor’s New Groove =D)

The kids who didn’t like their veggies. =))

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