17 February 2009
Nom nom nom.
Of course we know of eating at the cemetery. Filipinos camp out, push their large umbrellas open, lay on the grass. Oldies first, while the young ones wait patiently and pray the dessert won't run out.
Coffee, porkchop, pan de sal, rice.
Some also leave food for the dead. A favorite meal, some of which probably did them in.
Labels: philippines. metro manila
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