Thursday, August 5, 2010

Leftovers

In early June, U and I made a pact that whoever gains more weight after  July will pay for our body massage at The Spa in Bonifacio High Street. We’re weighing in  on Saturday and I’m getting nervous! I don't think I could back out from a birthday dinner tomorrow night, and I’m gaining weight as I type this!

I've been eating nothing but salad, soup, a small portion of pasta or half a sandwich for lunch everyday and I still feel stuffed! I guess as we grow older, it isn’t so much about achieving our ideal weight but eating our favorite food without guilt! I skipped dinner last night, but at 2 am, I opened the fridge---another dead-of-the-night dining extravaganza for me! I ate the leftover coleslaw salad, some queso de bola…I reached for the leftover  cake but stopped myself. I enjoy my late night/early morning binges…everybody’s asleep except me, eating without rules. I like the quiet and comfort of my thoughts. I thought of leftovers, in their less visible form are called memories---stored in the fridge of the mind or in the cupboard of the heart.

A few of mine came up…hearty laughter shared with friends over pizza, the last embers of a bonfire by the beach, the long glance of love (from someone who used to love me) from across a room full of people, a long lost melody of a childhood song---Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling, from glen to glen and down the mountain side, that brought me to sleep in my father’s arms, and a chunk of poetry I learned in high school---Tiger, tiger burning bright/in the forests of the night/what immortal hand or eye/dared frame thy fearful symmetry?


I am not often aware that I am happy. But I often remember that I have been happy. Especially on nights when I sit eating leftovers, wrapped in an invisible patchwork quilt made of the best moments I had. I thought of you---where were you at this moment? Or some other people who might be at the same place in their kitchen at this very moment, hungering as I hunger, wondering as I wonder. King Solomon must also had been suffering from a sleep disorder and got hungry at 2 am when he wrote---'Strengthen me with raisins, refresh me with apples, for I am faint with love...'
 Posted for Nostalgic Marveling hosted by Rose

14 comments:

ShutterHappyJenn said...

That picture of the cake made my eye go wide! I miss eating cake.

My nostalgia post is up HERE.

Judy Sheldon-Walker said...

I love your images, imagery, words, and the book of Solomon. I have read it a few times. It is delightful.

Thanks for the visit and the share!

chubskulit said...

Oh my gosh sis, I felt like I was reading a book, very interesting!

I am intrigued with the comment you left that vanished lol.. Sorry, I had to make this comment short, I am not allowed to bloghop on hubs comp. lol..

*♥Shydub♥* said...

If all the leftovers looks like these, id rather gain weaight hehehe. these are all delish and mouth watering.

http://www.tsangreqz.com/2010/08/nostalgia-12-justine-my-sweet-baby.html

Tammie Lee said...

such yummy looking food. it sounds like you are eating so healthy, I bow to you!

Sunshine4Life said...

i guess am lucky we don't have fridge in the dorm or else i find myself enjoying the luxury of eating left overs that are my fave (cake and ice cream).

i love the cake, LUna!

Arlene
http://www.midlifedancing.com/

Vernz said...

awwww, I cannot write even when I'm full ... left-over baby ... joke. I cannot remember a time where I ate in the middle of the night, If I'm hungry I just drink water and sleep again.. human habit ... cool to know there's one.

charmie said...

I love your entry, seems like your writing a book. You're truly a writer indeed!

That cake you ate, looks like delicious!

Happy Marveling!

Love is in the Air

Lulu said...

nice entry... and I do eat left overs at night.... hahaha night owl kasi...i usually sleep past 3am!

Clarissa said...

Oh my gosh,hinde ko gawain ang maging night owl kasi mag-overeat lang ako kita na kaagad sa thighs ko lol!Pero pag ganyan ang mga left-overs sa bahay,malamang I would give in!

Thanks for dropping by at my Nostalgia and have a blissful weekend to you and your family!^_^

By MelCole of PA said...

hahaha, I agree with Sis Shydub, I will probably gain weight if the left overs are all sweet stuff. They sure look delicious!

http://www.heartscontentofamama.com/2010/08/nostalgia-12-story-of-shillelagh.html

kat said...

Hahaha i enjoyed reading your book..opss your post hehe. I never tried to eat in the middle of the night or waking up in the night just to eat hahaha. sabi nila leftover food ay mas lalong nakakataba...dunno if this is true.

thanks anyway for the comment..hehe

☺lani☺ said...

Oh you made hungry..lol! I would like to have the left-over cake please! Almost weekend, have one!

FilMasons NSW said...

"...eating without rules." Lol, I though there was none at all!

'...leftovers, in their less visible form are called memories--stored in the fridge of the mind or in the cupboard of the heart." Great insight!

Being happy, here's an article worth reading:

http://nyti.ms/9p51WH

Mario @
http://closenotpersonal.blogspot.com/