The Story of My Comfort Food
Aside from instant noodles (pancit canton) with soft-boiled egg, my standard comfort food are:
1 box of Kanzen Sushi (my favorites: cheesy maki, panko bonito, at dynamite) and
1 box of Cello's Doughnuts (my favorites: cheese, chocolate, oreo).
According to some dictionary online, the word comfort can mean a lot of things. Here are two of the definitions:
(noun) (for sadness) the state of feeling better after feeling sad or worried, or something that makes you feel better in this way - example: It's some comfort to his wife (= it makes her feel less sad) to know that he died instantly and didn't suffer.
(noun) (no pain) a pleasant feeling of being relaxed and free from pain - example: The car offers value for money, comfort and dependability.
It was a time of confusion. I found out that my 'special friend' at the time was texting other girls - and that after all that we've been through, he was really unsure about how to move forward with me. Add to that some stress at work and with my ministry tasks. I was craving for a form of relief. I needed something that will take my mind off the pain. So there I want. I opened up my food delivery app and ordered 32 pieces of sushi and a dozen of doughnuts all for myself.
It relieved me for 1 hour. After that, it was so painful to my tummy ('cause I was on a low-carb diet at the time) and it was so painful to my wallet ('cause it was so expensive). And it was still so painful to my heart.
Yesterday, it was my husband's first time to go outside the house for work. He went to their site in Quezon City to check on some things. I was left at home (as I had work) and since we already finished up all our food stock over the last three weeks, I was rummaging through leftover food.
I've been craving for sushi and doughnuts since last week, so I thought that my husband may be able to buy me some. After all, we didn't have food in the fridge anymore and it was very seldom that we'd order out. However, I was torn since I didn't want him to get tired because of a side trip. I decided to have sushi and doughnuts deilvered instead, but alas, the delivery fee was so inexorbitant.
I took up my husband's "offer" to drop by Kanzen Sushi at Lilac Street. He said that he wants to see me happy and he was willing to do it. Despite my earlier hesitation, I thickened my face a bit for the love of sushi. I didn't want to take advantage of his kindness so I tabled my desire to have doughnuts. The shop was out of the way and it was going to be so much of a hassle. I'd just make some dessert at home.
When Natz came home, he had an orange box in tow. I knew what it was. He intentionally passed by Katipunan Street to buy Cello's doughnuts. He also had with him the box of Kanzen Sushi that he picked up from Lilac Street. I was elated!! We had our Family Prayer Cell as a couple and then watched You've Got Mail while having Kanzen Sushi for dinner and Cello's Doughnuts for dessert. And at that moment, I was just thankful.
I realized that day that any food can be one's comfort food--what matters is who is eating it with you.