you are my moors

If this virgin since birth popular blogger
is looking for a girlfriend,
I am honestly looking for my chef.
but how can i meet any of them?
they end up with chefs too.
culinary school romance is hard to beat
and i cannot afford dining
in fab restos as often as i want.
fine, i'll just look for someone
who can cook me good food
aka hot guy who knows good dishes.
better yet, he cooks for me naked
or flips omelet wearing an apron--
only that apron.

food = love.

that's how i do my math.
yesterday,
i was able to
cook the really good fried noodles
that i have tried and dreamt about in binondo.
yes, i dream about good food.
and it made me a bit sad.
i want someone to cook for me sometimes.

i have this favorite chinese resto
in Mall of Asia.
the dishes were beautifully presented even.
after dinner, i came to the cashier
to compliment them for such a treat.
near this lady cashier
is a really good looking manager.
he just gave me a nod but he didn't smile back at me.
i then again visit their other branch in Jupiter street
the following month,
and to my surprise,
he's there, serving our dessert
and smiling at me this time!
i bet he does that to all of the
gluttonous diners like me.
but still, it felt like i had my chance.
when i looked into his eyes,
i can almost hear him say:
"you love good food?
i will feed you good food". Marry me..."
ahaha! i am so deluded.
must be the MSG they put.
at least i have an excuse.
hmmm.. I didn't dare try to flirt
with him that night,
I was with my family!
sayang.