My mother's kaya is something that I grew up with. Kaya slathered thickly over buttered bread for our morning breakfast. She's made these regularly through the years, and I still remember how she would keep the eggshells for us to draw cartoon faces on. This was the easiest way to get almost-whole eggshells as she could make a small hole on the base and let the eggs flow out slowly for the kaya. That's why we looked forward to kaya making days. Eggshell faces...Simple pleasures.
