Where were you last night when typhoon Basyang slammed the metro and had gripped everyone in panic thinking it was another “Ondoy”? Noynoy was on his toes monitoring the situation. My brother was busy serving tikka marsala in his Cafe World. And I was groping in the dark careful not to step on sleeping cats.
But hours before Basyang struck us, I was out there having tocino, rice and egg for dinner. That was the best dinner breakfast I ever had. I almost attended a workshop in the mall but instead I bought “Here Comes the Bride” and “Kimmy Dora”, and later on checked on a fabric wholesaler.
