the delish taste of revenge

it was the smell of sisig that finally did it!!! and i crumbled at its mere sight.
 
yesterday
gerrys grill, subic bay
1300 hrs
lunch
 
i walked in half expecting to be revolted by the smell of frying animal flesh everywhere.  i wasnt.  instead, a gut somewhere inside me did a little somersault as i heard that all too familiar sizzle.  sszzzssszzzz...  
 
aaahhhhhh............ ets is back.
 
forget the company, it was lousy (clients, suppliers and an all-too perky officemate.)  forget the ambience, nothing to write home about.  forget the service, it was mediocre. forget the heat, it was oppressive. 
 
concentrate on only and nothing else but this divine plate of chopped up pieces of babes' snout and entrails in front of you.  take it all in.  the aroma of the perfect mix of onions, chili and whatever secret herbs and spices that made this dish.  see the smoke waft through the air mocking your mind with imaginary shapes and sizes that almost distract you from the chow.... almost.  and that sizzle, lets hear it again... sszzzzssszzzz.    
 
squeeze the kalamansi, sprinkle a little of mr. knorrs seasoning, smother it with a lot of hot sauce and bury the thought of how your hemorrhoids will rebel tomorrow.   don't waste guilt over the 8 pounds you've already lost over the week.  it does not matter now.
 
a feast is before you.  partake.
 
this is dining a la ets.  a gastronomic experience worthy of obesity.  a sensual experience.  maybe even sexual.  sex.  uhm..... (another time, another blog)
 
my prodigal appetite has finally returned.  
 
welcome back. come in.  i've missed you so.