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Still vivid in my mind are childhood memories filled with the aromas of baking breads and cakes, cheesy spaghetti Westerns and just about all the pancit (Filipino noodles) that I can eat.
My parents, young and hopeful entrepreneurs, owned a bakery, movie house and restaurant at some point. As they were opening the bakery, my father "commissioned" me to paint more than a dozen poster-sized paintings of breads and cakes. At 12 years old, I had my first publicly viewed works of art!
Our baker-driver, Gani, used to pick my brother and I up from school in our dark green beat up Army jeep and whisked us straight to the bakery. Our afternoon snacks were delicious and freshly baked cakes, pies, desserts and yes, bread. I remember doing my homework while pounding away at a fresh, juts out of the oven unsliced loaf of Pan Americano, American style loaf bread.
On the weekends, we traveled about 45 minutes to work…

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  • Female
  • Born on October 20
  • Joined August 2, 2009

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butter, sugar, nuts, dates, chocolate

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About

Still vivid in my mind are childhood memories filled with the aromas of baking breads and cakes, cheesy spaghetti Westerns and just about all the pancit (Filipino noodles) that I can eat.
My parents, young and hopeful entrepreneurs, owned a bakery, movie house and restaurant at some point. As they were opening the bakery, my father "commissioned" me to paint more than a dozen poster-sized paintings of breads and cakes. At 12 years old, I had my first publicly viewed works of art!
Our baker-driver, Gani, used to pick my brother and I up from school in our dark green beat up Army jeep and whisked us straight to the bakery. Our afternoon snacks were delicious and freshly baked cakes, pies, desserts and yes, bread. I remember doing my homework while pounding away at a fresh, juts out of the oven unsliced loaf of Pan Americano, American style loaf bread.
On the weekends, we traveled about 45 minutes to work at our movie house. My brother and I would sneak up to the dark, dank, smelly projector room to watch spaghetti Westerns starring young Clint Eastwood, Telly Savalas, Paul Newman and John Wayne. We also sometimes watched adult movies not fit for children.
After the movie, he and I would help sweep up the theater floor filled with spilled popcorn, empty peanut shells and soda cups.
That was when there was a 15 minute intermission in the middle of the movie. Sometimes, the intermissions were longer because we were waiting for the second reel of the movie that needed to be rushed from a neighboring movie house. Very stressful times for my parents!
Our restaurant was exclusively a panciteria, or a noodle house. Very special and secret recipes for pancit sauces were served in collaboration with elder relatives who guarded the secret recipes with their lives!
Christmas season for our household started in August. We would start buying ingredients in bulk and drying our own fruits. Buckets and buckets of fruit were sliced, candied and dried up on the roof. Exotic local fruit made their way to our fruit cakes, food for the goods, and other candied desserts.
My Christmas vacation was a flurry of baking, decorating and packaging the cakes and pastries my mom had orders for. Our industrial sized Hobart mixer served us well!
Although always interested in the arts, I pursued a degree in Veterinary Medicine that included a short stint as a Veterinarian. But my mind had never been filled with medical related issues. I dream of decorating, creating, color, cooking, baking.
As my children grow up and are at an age to appreciate much more than macaroni and cheese, I rediscover my love of baking. My mom is a Registered Dietician with over 50 years of cooking and baking under her belt. She shares with me, her only daughter, her very own time tested recipes. Recipes of my childhood, now recipes of my children's youth. And how they love whatever we concoct!

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