My Journey. Narrated in the Language of Food.
There are moments that make simple good memories and good stories. But there are moments you just wish would never end. This whole night is one of them. As I write this post, my sister, brother-in-law, and their one-year old son, Adrian — Continue reading If only…
I am not to lose hope. No, not ever. Not now. Even when justice seems to fail. Integrity and honesty incessantly trampled upon. When protection of interests made the order of day. For in the darkest hours, in the darkness witnessed — Continue reading No, not ever. Not now.
Aside from being non-working days, there is another reason why I love Saturdays and Sundays: they are my assigned “cheat” days when it comes to food. They’re breather days since I’m currently following a strict regimen during weekdays, and cheat Continue reading Spaghetti with anchovies and cream cheese