"all that I know, too, in my bones"
Carinderia (Bagabag, Nueva Vizcaya) by ~MVI~ (warped) (cc by)
It had been over a decade since I'd eaten a proper lechon, but god, I remember the first pork sandwich that I had at that place, and it was like all of the old memories had reawakened. With the flourescents, the heat, the prevalence of trucker caps, and the plastic tablecloths, this place wasn't all that different from the karihans that I remembered...
bl1nk on finding echoes of the Philippines in the American South.
