One reason why I’m most often wordless sitting with the Bicolanos at the dinner table is that I’m always lost when they start to speak in their Rinconada tongue. Despite numerous visits and lengthy stay in the region, I really don’t mind NOT being conversant with the local dialect. What I do mind is what they serve on the table. Which brings me to the honest reason why I’m inconversable during chowtime — I can’t speak with my mouth full from start to finish.
I think I’ll make a hit list of my choiced Bicolano entrees and probably put this one on top: Sinarapan. The world’s smallest edible fish curried in coconut milk and zipped up with red hot chili pepper to kick the hell out of your arse. Bicolanos, as you may well know, are simply maniacs when it comes to siling labuyo and gata, the one-two punch that spices up just about any native cuisine. Sinarapan nuked with this dynamic duo equals a course fit for a king.
Modestly served with no distinctive aroma and none of those mouth-watering allure. Simply one of the many nectarous Bicolano goodies. The proof of Sinarapan is in the eating!