at the speed of light. times are changing, but people you love are the same. happier, hopefully, from the lilt in their voices on sharing the news. feeling a bit older in the oh-eight, a bit wiser but daring. taking risks, putting yourself out there. expecting respect in return or moving on.
sunday night’s sustenance:
dad’s oxtail stew – oxtail braised in red wine with potatoes, carrots and button mushrooms
baked tilapia stuffed with green onions and lime wedges
buko pandan salad
leche flan
[leftovers for the week, i heart home]
lifeis[masarap] (good). 