Brownie Booboo

This is an absolutely hilarious story from the august annals of one of Manila’s most venerable Spanish and Chinese mestizo families…  It happened in the late 1960s, but it is a truly modern classic…

“Tita” [ as in “Auntie” ] was leaving for New York City to visit with her relatives.

“Tita’s” several naughty teenage nephews and nieces learned of her trip and decided that they wanted to send something very special and very nice to their teenage cousins in New York.

So the teenagers lovingly baked several brownies.  With lots of American “Hershey’s” Chocolate, mind you [ it was the 1960s and you couldn’t get French “Valrhona” yet 😛 ].  Also with plenty of chewy cashew nuts [ more readily available than the standard American walnuts and almonds ].  And in the true tradition of 1960s love & peace, they lovingly added generous, heaping tablespoons of crushed marijuana leaves to them to make them even more deliriously delicious.

And thus, the delicious brownies were ready for their trans-Pacific trip…

Amidst “besos y abrazos” [ kisses and embraces ] from the entire clan, “Tita” left for the United States at the MIA Manila International Airport.  And because she knew that the brownies had been specially baked by her nephews and nieces for their cousins, she lovingly handcarried them, all eight delicious boxes of them.

The final flight to New York was not full, so “Tita” was able to put the eight boxes of brownies on the window seat beside her aisle seat.  The beguiling aroma of the brownies wafted to “Tita’s” nostrils, and she was just so tempted to have a little bite, but she remembered her nephews and nieces who would be so very happy to receive their brownies from their Manila cousins…

Just an hour away from New York, the beguiling aroma continued wafting to “Tita’s” nostrils, and she finally relented to her big urge to have one teensy-weensy bite of the brownies…

She opened one box, took one slice, and ate it.  It was really delicious!!!  “Tita” wondered where the nephews and nieces had gotten that wonderful recipe!!!

And because “Tita” was a very proper lady, she cordially offered all her co-passengers in first class her delicious brownies…

… She also offered all the stewardesses and the pursers in the cabin.  She generously gave half a box for one stewardess to bring to the captain in the cockpit…

But just a few minutes later, “Tita” felt dizzy.  Very dizzy.  And so did the other passengers in first class.  And so were the stewardesses and the pursers…

They were all “high” from the marijuana brownies…

*LOLSSSZZZZZ!!!*

Poor “Tita”!!!  Upon arrival at the John F. Kennedy Airport, she was taken by the airport police and subjected to a full body search for… drugs!!!  Poor woman, even her “rear” was not spared!!!

When word got to Manila about what happened to “pobrecita” “Tita,” her several naughty nephews and nieces made a big show to their parents of being very worried about her, but among themselves they just laughed, laughed, and laughed endlessly!!!

Poor “Tita”!!!

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There are two sides to this tale:  one side of the clan insists that “Tita” was really taken for a ride by her drugged-out nephews and nieces.

But the other side of the clan insists that “Tita” was really “into it” [ substance abuse ] and that she really had it coming…   😛

Whatever “Tita” was, her “Brownie Booboo” is one great story!!!  Bwahahahahah!!!   😛   😛   😛

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5 Comments

  1. Alicia Perez said,

    June 5, 2007 at 4:55 pm

    When Boom and Elbot got married in the 1970s, the brownies which were part of the desserts were spiked with “grass.” Our parents along with Tita Ising, Tito Danny, and Tita Nini were getting “high” but they didn’t know why… We teens just laughed. Then of course we wanted some of those spiked brownies as well!!!

    Alicia Perez

  2. Quid me anxious said,

    June 4, 2007 at 12:29 am

    Hi, you seem to know all the famous names in society. Your blog is like a social calendar. Since you have this magic touch, maybe you could touch the lives of those who are less fortunate. Make it a social fundraising, invite the whos and who and if no one is interested then you can categorize that person. It’s for a good cause. I want to email you regarding this. I admire your social knowledge. I work with different foundations and it’s always a good feeling to help others. I came across your blog while doing my research. I came from a family in Q.C with roots in Negros province. During the Marcos time, the hacenderos had suffered, some families had moved out of the country, with lingering thoughts that no matter what, our heart and soul will always be pinoy. thank you.

  3. Paz Atienza said,

    June 1, 2007 at 10:49 am

    I remember some time in the late 60’s or early 70’s and I was a really curious elementary school kid, I would watch “Million Dollar Movies” on Channel 5 with my cousin Nerina who was a teenager. There was a movie starring Leigh Taylor Young entitled “I Love You Alice B. Toklas” which was about the “flower people.” There was an interesting scene like that where they mixed grass with brownies. Funny, it happened to the “Tita” in your story. Art imitates life and vice versa….

  4. jean said,

    May 31, 2007 at 7:25 pm

    I noticed while reading your blog that it’s so synonymous with the lifestyle of the rich and famous. You belong to an ultra sociedad. The lifestyle of the Rich and Famous. What is so pathetic is that, people are so quick to forget the greediness of the Marcoses, it’s like it’s a God-given privilege to Imelda to steal and later on, have the nerve to proclaim it to the world that she became the victim. Have we all forgotten what they had stolen? The lives that they have destroyed? Until now, she’s still around and she kept on denying that she’s not a thief. The first 4 years of the Marcos administration was the best part of his legacy, after that, greed followed. I was in high school. I remember Father Jalandoni and Tita Connie (Ledesma). These are not just regular people, these are people whose families have connections to the Lopezes, the big sugarland owners. But these are the same people who were fighting for the poor and the oppressed. These same souls, who rebelled against their families, practiced the vow of poverty.
    I read the part about one family who wants to make a difference with someone’s life, the poor. Helping the poor. Putting up scholarships. One of the reasons why we are still known as a third world country, that’s because of the mentality “to each his own.” As long as we can glamourize ourself or the rich, who cares about the common TAO. As long as we are having fun, who cares about the meals of those who are living in poverty. Who cares about the education of those who can’t even afford to pay for a tuition. Who cares about them? Look at Bill Gates, he quit his job, so as to spend more time with his foundation. Warren Buffett had donated his profits. Just to help the third world countries. We could be cocky and arrogant, who cares! I admire that UP educated lady who decided to spend her time helping the poor, continuing the legacy of her grandmother. Her education could have brought her somewhere else.

  5. jean said,

    May 31, 2007 at 7:09 pm

    That was a very common situation during that time mixing the grass with brownies. But it’s funny.


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