written by coffeeshop
on Monday, 28 of April , 2008 at 2:21 pm
THAT'S TATAY NAYONG, MY dad-in-law, browsing through an Israeli culinary mag, at a coffee pit stop somewhere in Marilog. We’d motored to our small patch of a farm last weekend and en route home, we’d chanced upon the place, Log Deck Nursery and ...
I'M in some sort of a journey of understanding, a search for meanings of events and incidences that seem to have become a tangible present, intriguing, but seemingly shouting out a message.The problem is, the message isn't in English.My buddy Kublai lives his life guided by symbols. A college friend has mastered ...
WE'VE been chided that before by our parents when we were kids, about being "takaw-mata" or craving for more food than we can actually eat, and thus end up piling up food on our plates and not being able to eat all of it.On our Tuesday foray last week, however, takaw-mata didn't ...
