Wala akong ideyang iyon na ang magiging huling kain ko roon. Ni hindi ko manlang nanamnam ang order ko, mapa-beef stroganoff, salisbury steak, carbonara, o mushroom aglio olio man iyon.
One night, we ran out of Milo and I was devastated. I cried a lot. Good thing, my Uncle Leo was there. He tried to pacify me by telling me we’d buy lots of Milo the next day. A truckload of it.
Paborito ko talaga ang Pinoy spaghetti. Oo, yung asim-tamis na may mapulang sauce at sinabuyan pa ng ginadgad na keso. Sa tuwing makakakain ako nito, talagang sumasaya ako.
Ginto ang corned beef sa bahay namin noong bata pa ako. Dahil limitado lang ang budget namin sa pamilya, kadalasang itlog, tuyo, instant noodles, at delata lang ang ulam namin noon.
While we can all live our lives wondering about the things we could have done while things were not yet too late, we can no longer change the fact that it’s over now. He’s dead. And like him, our love is, too.