Indulge in the sweet-spicy taste of this Afritada "Afraid-tada"
by: Vialyn Felipe
I can say with the utmost frankness that as much as possible, I will only eat my mother's recipe of foods. I don't know what is in my mouth that whenever I eat the foods cooked by others, I don't like it that much. I always compare those foods to the ones my mother had cooked before. It is always how delicious the foods are, the taste, the flavors they have that I have been always looking for. maybe, it is because my mouth is set and reserved for my mother's recipe that whenever I eat, I always make it to the point that I’m not full so that
when I go home, there is a place for my stomach to fill in with the foods my
mother had cooked.
Every
occasion that we celebrate, my mother is always the one who is assigned to cook
the different dishes to be served to the guests and relatives. Our neighbors
and also my mom’s close friends took her to cook when they also celebrate birthdays,
christenings, and also weddings. I can see that they are also satisfied with
the taste of the foods my mother had cooked and they appreciated it because
every time they celebrate and repeat the same occasion, they always call my mom
to cook for them.
One of my favorites among my mother’s
recipe is the afritada because I love the potatoes and the sauce is delicious.
When my mother cooked afritada, I use to call it “Afraid-tada”. My mother put a
little twist on her recipe of afritada. She made it a little spicy because that
is what her customers are looking for. Especially, those people who often
bought dishes to her. I used to call it “Afraid-tada” because I don’t like
spicy foods. I’m not good in eating spicy foods even though its flavor is sweet
and spicy. Another thing I don’t like with that afritada is that it gets more
spicy as you continue eating it. That is why when I have no choice, but to eat
the afraid-tada, I always have a glass of water by my side so that when it gets
more spicy, I will drink a mouthful of water. About that afraid-tada, I ask my
mom how to cook it. So, here it is, my mother’s version of afritada.
Ingredients:
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Chicken, cut into serving pieces
1 large potato, quartered
1 teaspoon granulated white sugar
4 tablespoons cooking oil
1 large carrot, sliced
8 ounces tomato sauce
4 garlic cloves, minced
4 pieces hotdogs, sliced
1 medium onion, diced
1 large bell pepper, sliced
1 cup green peas
2 pieces dried bay leaves
Salt and ground black pepper to taste
chili sauce
1 1/4 cups chicken broth or stock
Procedure:
First, heat the cooking pot or casserole then pour the
cooking oil. Second, fry the chicken until it is cooked and its color turns
into light brown. Next, remove the chicken from the cooking pot. Set aside. On
the same cooking pot, sauté the
onions and garlics. Put in the hotdogs. Pan-fried the chicken then cooked it
for minutes. Pour in the chicken broth and the tomato sauce, add the bay leaves
then simmer it for about 30-35 minutes. Add the potatoes and carrots. Simmer
until the vegetables are cooked. Put the green bell pepper, green peas, and
sugar. Season it with salt, chili sauce and pepper then cooked it for 3 minutes.
Lastly, turn off the heat and served with steamed rice.
That was the food I somehow get afraid of to eat. Every time
my relatives visit at our house, they request or look for the afraid-tada. Also
my cousins appreciate it. They love the sauce it has. When my mother serves it,
everyone is eager to take a spoonful of it because it really looks and smells
delicious. Not only a food for the eye, but also food for the stomach.
One lunch or dinner as always is
reserved for afraid-tada even I don’t like its spicy flavor . Its soft tendered
meat in tomato sauce with fresh and good-cooked vegetables is perfect with the
steamed rice. It tastes good and saucy.
I know that mother doesn’t
finish a course of culinary arts but I think, it is her experience that made
her good in cooking. So whenever we go home from the school, and the
afraid-tada is on the table, my siblings and I automatically take a plate and
serve rice. Even though it is a little bit spicy, I also serve my own and eat. No
need for my mother to say “serve rice and let us eat”. Unlike the other days
when we have a different dish, especially when it is a vegetable, my siblings
sometimes lack the strength to eat anymore then my mother got angry.
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