Playing House And Cooking Lunch

When I was a young boy on vacation in Bulacan, Philippines, I had many adventures with a group of friends I grew up with at my Grandma's town. One memorable experience was the time two of my friends and I were playing house at my friend's frontyard. We have clay pots and pans full of dirt and leaves on a pretend stove. My friend's Mom saw us and she called her inside the house. We thought that the game was over and about to leave when she came out of the house holding several genuine clay cooking pot. She told us to gather some wood for a fire,since her mother decided we might as well cook our lunch while playing house. She went back in and returned with the ingredients for our lunch. We cooked a pot of rice, and a pot of sinigang na hipon (shrimp sour soup)on the fire. I can imagine only a few times when the food tasted better than that time. Three 10 year old kids cooking their own lunch without adults around us was very eye opening. I am glad that the mother trusted us enough to allow us to live beyond playing house.