It was a tranquil yet sunny Saturday afternoon when we were off from classes and the family (all go to school) finds comfort with the presence of everyone at home. During the late seventies, our dear father, Tata would prepare a fresh seashell as our food. Tata would fondly call me…Puri, come let’s eat this shellfish “ganga” and another side dish of fish kilawin “maya-maya” accompanied by old cooked rice. Wow, I could still feel the excitement of how Tata would gather us his children and delight in eating these fresh seashells and freshfish meals. These sweet memories my youth still lingers in my being to be cherished in my whole lifetime.
My Favorite Meal
27 Saturday Sep 2014
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