The alarm was set to five o’ clock in the morning after half-wittedly deciding to stay up so late the night before—well, couldn’t really say “the night before” ’cause we slept at around 12 midnight—watching Anthony Bourdain material from 13 years ago and snacking on purely unhealthy junk food. But amazingly, I woke up not feeling like a grumpy 60-year old widower who would rather let the time pass him by.

We were going to our ninang‘s house in … Continue reading →