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Mussels Sunday massacre

I normally dislike seafood or any kind of food from the sea that needs to be taken apart before I can even taste that which is edible inside. The painstaking effort weakens me and robs me of my appetite.

Seafood lovers like my mom and dad, however, take the opposite approach to such kind of food. The process is a delight for them. The effort involved leads them to crave for more. And once taken out, whatever seafood meat there is from the bone or the shell, the craving just gets more intense.

This is particularly reasonable since my country -- the Philippines -- has a total irregular coastline of 36,289 km. This means that a seafood meal such as mussels for lunch is inevitable on a weekly basis. Of course, our household can have a variety of other seafood choices such as squid, crab, etc. to rotate on a weekly basis

Yesterday's lunch was a different experience for me when my mom served mussels. I grumbled that everyone knows at home about my beef (with pun intended) with seafood to which she replied, "We're having pork adobo (a soy sauce-based Filipino dish) for dinner."

Pork adobo is heaven for me, but did I need to go through a seafood lunch hell to make it to dinner?

An hour later and two bowls of rice, I changed my mind. Maybe it was my empty stomach. Maybe my mom is just a good cook. Maybe as a grown up I just needed to grow up a little more, food-wise. The result is I loved the meal. Above is a glimpse of what I tore into for yesterday's homemade lunch.

How the mussels got served

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