![]() Using a fine strainer or cheesecloth, strain the egg-milk mixture to remove any egg solids. Add the condensed milk, evaporated milk and vanilla extract until well blended. Carefully pour the hot caramel into the ramekins and swirl it around until it completely covers the bottom of the mold. Bring mixture to a boil using medium to high heat until the color of the mixture becomes golden brown. In a small saucepan, mix sugar and water and stir until the sugar dissolves. The recipes that follow demonstrate how you can make these at home from scratch. Most of the ingredients for a traditional halo-halo are available, ready-cooked and bottled in most Asian supermarkets like purple yam jam, sweetened bananas, jackfruit, young coconut, and beans. Generously pour in evaporated milk or whole milk and top with a spoonful of leche flan. Leave some space at the top for the shaved ice. I usually start with a thick layer of purple yam jam at the bottom and work my way up by layering young coconut, saba bananas, adzuki beans and the rest of the ingredients. In a tall glass or a deep bowl, stack the ingredients one on top of the other in whichever order you wish. It’s a towering stack of sweetened fruits and beans mixed with shaved ice and milk. Halo-halo is the quintessential Filipino dessert. The delicious hodgepodge of summer treats seemed to make those long, hot summer days go by more swiftly.Īnd wherever I am, even if it’s a hundred degrees or way below zero, rain or shine, a tall glass of halo-halo will always hit the spot and remind me of home. ![]() I think of my mom laboriously shaving ice into fine, delicate powder and making halo-halo - a towering stack of sweet fruits and beans mixed together with ice and milk. And I think of the jars of sweet red mung beans, bananas, jackfruits, and ube jam in our fridge and the ice wrapped in plastic in the freezer. I think of my radio and my mixed tapes filled with mushy ballads and Cyndi Lauper. When I think of summer I think of my childhood friends and our mundane yet memorable adventures. I’d be completely dishonest with you if I’d say there were no regrets.īut summer wasn’t just all about ennui and regrets. ![]() My dad was busy trying to make ends meet and I was certain that a camera or a trip was the last thing on his mind. I could think of a million things I would want to do: learn how to swim, take photographs, or travel to places I had never been but those were luxuries my family couldn’t afford. The excitement of being away from the rigor of school would wear off so quickly and the long summer days would drag without end. Summer had always had that effect on me while growing up back home. All I could think about was how I could make the blistering summer days fly by more quickly. I spent the entire morning reading and had nothing planned for the rest of the day. The poor old fan in my room had been running all day for days, humming furiously without a moment’s rest.
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