Today at Lunch. Wang Li and Wang Lu
by Francess S. Raymundo
1.The clear soup
The start came in a small bowl.
A combination of beef stock and chicken stock
salt,pepper,onion leeks,and star anise.
with my two palms, I cradled the bowl.
Drank from its rim with my lips.
I had very little thoughts about this soup.
” Something as common as tasting like nothing
else but warm salt and tears.”
And outside, as usual, rain.
2. The Deep fried cuttlefish
After the start is in an oblong platter.
With lettuce, with carrots Julienne and onions.
salt,pepper, onion leeks, and fried corn starch.
Takes 2 hours to have some of this after the start.
The deep fried cuttlefish pieces line my lips oily.
” And itchy.”
Outside, as usual, rain.
3. The Luk Yuen halo-halo
Let the crushed ice soak into sugared water.
Had some of the mung beans, had the cure,
A cure. Goji berries.
Sugared, pasty, and filling dumplings with her, after.
Made me all feel like Wang Li, again.
“Hungry and full and still hungry, after.”
As usual.Then outside with rain.
You’re lovely, F.
always dedicated to Eddin Khoo.