Red Ribbon Chicken Empanada (Filipino style!)
My co-worker just brought one of these to me from his LA trip. I started drooling the minute he walked in the door, hoping that he had one of these on his person. See, he brought one to me back in December. However, I put it in my purse in order to enjoy it at home and then forgot all about it. The next morning, I came to work and accidentally left my purse at home. Crap. No license. No cash. BOO. When I got home, NO PURSE. Well, some parts of it remained. But, for the most part, Ozzie had destroyed it in order to get to the Filipino chicken empanada that I had carelessly forgotten all about. This purse was a gift from Greg. But, I'm still not sure if I was more upset about the purse or the empanada. Greg replaced the purse and Ozzie ate through it again (I had it for less than a month this time) because he thought that maybe the purse always has an empanada in it.
These things are magical and it was so worth the wait to finally eat one.
I ate every crumb off of the paper towel and then I thought about holding the paper towel up to my face and taking in a deep breath like I was Frank Booth.
WANT.MORE.
