We are right smack in the middle of Philippine summer. It is so hot it's a task to even lift a finger. Last night I decided to make tacos. I bought some soft tortillas, taco shells and ground beef. I set about doing my cooking in my kitchen. Alas, my kitchen has no air conditioner.

While browning the ground beef, I crushed some garlic cloves, diced onions and readied my chili powder. I proceeded to saute the ground beef, as sweat was beading on my forehead, nape and back. I then took out the tomatoes and lettuce from the crisper. Ahh... a breath of cool air from the refrigerator. I diced the tomatoes and tear into bite-size pieces the lettuce. The beads of perspiration are now in my arms and legs. I got the cheese out to grate. I grated the whole block of cheese since my son loves to blanket his taco with it. My shirt has started to stick in all places.

Okay. A couple more things to do. Heat the soft tortillas on the non-stick pan. Heat the taco shells in the toaster oven. Done! Okay everyone do you own taco! Me? No thank you. I was dripping in sweat. I would just like to go in my bedroom, set the air conditioner at 16 degrees, change my shirt, lie down on my bed and cool down.