Saturday, July 05, 2008
Mustard
I remember when I was a little boy age 8-9 years old. It was All Souls day we have to go to the cemetery to visit our dearly departed grand father & mother. It was the only time that I remember that we go out with my father, after some prayer (they are protestant, Im catholic ) and candle lighting on the tombstone, off we go to go home. But along the way my brother ask my father to eat at the nearby restaurant(burger) it was the only resto open on that day and there is no McDonalds, Jolibee or Wendy's at that time. Pure Pinoy hamburger lang nun so you savor any burger sandwich that is made locally. I saw my father eating his big burger with lots of mustard, when he bites some mustard dripping at the corner of his mouth. Ang sarap sarap sana ng burger nun.
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