Dearest Baby Brother,


So how are things with you?  Where are you hovering lately?  I thought I felt you around a couple days ago but I am not 100% that was you.  Hopefully it was you because it would really be freaky if it was not.  It must be difficult for you to float back and forth to the Philippines and here.  But from the stories I hear you like hanging out over the tropical weather.  


Regardless, I just wanted you to know how much I love my kitchen.  You've seen how it looked the first time.  If you don't remember it was that dated looking cabinets.  I think I have a picture of it.  Wait let me dig in the baul (Baul is a tagalog word for chest).....

Do you remember  now?  The kitchen was really tiny and blah... so if you don't remember mom was still here when I had it redone to make it a look a little better.  I know that I could not do anything with the size of it but at least it would look decent.  


The picture in the right is what it looks now.  It has a working dishwasher and all.  I miss my condo but very happy to be living where I am now.  I wish you could be here to see it because I know you would love it here.  But it was partly your fault that I moved. Ok.... I promise to stop blaming you for everything.  I tend to do that alot lately.  Just think of it as my gesture and way of coping with how much I am missing your silliness.  


I would not say I have never cooked at my previous kitchen. I am just enjoy cooking at my new (but not really) kitchen.  I have so much space and imagine I have empty cabinets!!!!  I think it would be somewhat fair to claim I basically cook almost every day now.  When Hurricane Irene visited, I was bored out of my wits that I cooked all day which was not bad at all because your growing nephew and I ate it all during the week.  Can I tell you the difference with Gas and Electric Stove!  It is amazing how fast food gets done.  I just love it.  So much!  


Well, thats for now.  Honestly, I really miss  you.... 


Love, ATE