Pan-Fried White River Cobbler with Asparagus & Mushrooms
in my apartment
Started out as a pasta dish.
But ran out of butane gas as I was boiling water for the pasta.
Waiting in the elevator well to go down, the electricity shut down.
Back in the apartment, where the electricity was still running, I looked down from the 34th floor to see a dozen fire engines assembled in front of the building with lights blazing.
No fire alarms had sounded — come to think of it, I don’t even know if the building is equipped with functioning fire alarms — so I decided to stay put.
It suddenly occurred to me that the 34th floor is a very dangerous place to be in case of a disaster, especially in Manila.
As for dinner, what would’ve been toppings for pasta became a dish in itself.