I thought I probably worked hard this week as every bit of bone, muscle and joint in me hurt. (Or maybe it was just my age?) In any case, I thought of rewarding myself while really craving for a piece of comfort food. Should I turn right on the highway towards Seafood City for a stick of pork barbecue or towards Jolibee for a plate of palabok, or should I stay on my route home and just stop by Angel’s Bakeshop for an ensaymada? Now that wasn’t hard to decide on these days: the fuel gauge seemed to glare at me and say, "Nope. You're not driving anywhere farther today," so I just went my usual way… Enjoy every bite you take! And every breath, too! MLJ/25/03/2022
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