I'M
late on most Sunday noontime appointments because of a 30-minute show on local
television, ABC 5's How 'Bout My Place.
Produced by an outfit called Little Wing
Productions, it's a cooking show hosted by Chef Fernando Aracama. It premiered
in 1999 though I started watching it only in the middle of last year.
The concept is tried and tested - make
culinary masterpieces appear like practical arts. A bit of this, a dash of
that, some work over the wok and - Voila! - food, glorious food.
Yesterday's episode had co-host Chef John
Co-unjieng, in a hushed and matter-of-fact tone, annotate his making of a
Mexican soft taco using ground beef and freshly made salsa.
Jobim's
Aguas de Marco lilt on the background.
"... After heating the taco over the
stove, let's set it on the dinner plate, place our sautéed ground beef, fold it
like so, place the salsa on top and, a bit of cilantro (Chinese Parsley) to
garnish. Ah, beautiful enough to eat."
My
fondness for the show is somewhat anchored on fantasy:
There,
I manage a finance company of sorts located in an upscale business district
and, for fun, I go yachting, play golf and shoot sporting clay.
One
day, I meet a nice lady in a bar somewhere. Small talk gains ground and, since
it was merely minutes past six, we discuss having dinner. She asks where and
I answer, how 'bout my place?
We then
go to my condo (I told you this was a fantasy) and proceed directly to the kitchen
where I get her a bottle of wine to enjoy over the background of the most
relaxing Latin jazz your ears will ever feast on.
I
prepare gourmet dinner from whatever was inside my fridge, chopping, mincing,
slicing, sautéing, whatever... as she watches in total awe and fascination.
Dinner
by candlelight and wine ends with a kiss. No woman can resist a man who cooks.
There is something that's feels simply
"right" about the cooking in How 'Bout my Place.
Maybe
it's how the Chef - Aracama, Co-unjieng or one of their guests (they have a new
one each week) - is able to merge a cacophony of tastes into one beautiful
union.
Or
maybe it's how the ingredients were put in at exactly the right moment and how
the heat was maintained at a precise temperature and how the Chef's
understanding of aesthetics helped in making the final presentation.
Or maybe it's the
Gestalt of the whole exercise. And any further dissection reduces the
experience.