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Friday, May 28, 2010

FD Day 30: Riceosophy


Self-coined term: riceosophy - a combination of words 'rice' and 'philosophy'. Which really just mean the philosophies of rice. Don't think too much into it, though. If I sound illogical or incoherent, I probably am. :P

Here are some sayings I grew up with that are related to rice, each of which encapsulates the philosophies of life in its own unique way:
  1. Finish up every single grain of rice on your plate, or else whatever is left on it will resemble the acne/pimples on your future husband's face. You don't want that, do you?
  2. I've consumed more salt in my lifetime than the total amount of rice you've eaten up in yours.
  3. It's a sin to let your tears fall into your plate of rice. Go cry elsewhere, then come back to your food. 
  4. Too late... rice has turned into porridge. (There's no turning back.)
  5. The rice won't cook itself. (Quit talking and go do some real work.) 
  6. Best remedy if you choke on fish bone - swallow mouthful of rice. 
Recalling all these "quotes" reminded me of all the assortment of emotions, mixed with mouthfuls of rice and downed with the help of soup (or very rarely, tears--even when my parents forbid me so). For I've eaten it in contempt (not because I was eating it), in sadness, laughter, tears, rage even. I grew up eating rice; and it really was the hard work of those farmers that fed me and made me into this five-feet-four girl, molecule by molecule, over the span of two decades and few more. Yet I don't think I've stopped to think about them often enough, and thank them for the grains of sweet rice I get to enjoy every single day. So today, as I wrap up my 30-day food diary project, I shall dedicate this post to all the farmers in the world who worked so hard to allow billions of people the pleasure to enjoy these grains of happiness, these fruits of their sweat and labor. Thank you all for such blessings that have been taken granted for and dismissed so easily.

So! what was on the list of my last day of food diary?  Let's see:
0030: vege soup - soup I made the other day, with celery, carrots, and corn
Working night shift allows tiny breaks I get to give myself, peppered with snacks like 6 Pringles chips and 15 almond nuts :P
0230: apple cinnamon Nutrigrain bar, green tea
0330: a piece of chocolate
0700: lately I don't sleep right after I get back home from work, so had breakfast like a normal being - cheese jalapeƱo bagel and coffee, with some cereal in it
1700: early dinner - instant noodles
1830: coffee
2230: instant oatmeal

With that. I'm proud to say, I'm done with my first project! :) Looking forward to many more to come. Many thanks to Jun, Chean and Mandy for helping me out with the guest posts. And to the rest who accompanied me along the way. :)

2 comments:

k0k s3n w4i said...

Oh wow, I grew up with those aphorisms too (or should I say, apho-rice-ism? huhuhu). Since I'm a bloke, i didn't get the pimple on husband one but my late great grandmother would go "Do you know how hard it is to grow a single grain of rice?" whenever I fail to turn in a thoroughly empty bowl.

It's after she passed away last year that I finally thought of a retort;

They don't grow one grain of rice at a time. Sigh.

taleanski said...

Hahaha that's a good one! :D Although I'm not so sure if your late great grandma would've appreciated the humour. :P