We were able to catch the 6 pm mass at Christ the King although, as usual, we were 5 minutes late. Julienne was 30 minutes behind because she came from her photography classes.
We didn’t like the way the priest gave the Homily. Boring and sobrang de-kahon. It was difficult to focus and listen.
I lighted 4 candles after the mass.
husband and daughter after the mass at the church’s front patio
son and girlfriend
After the mass, next step is always “Where do you want to eat?”. Julienne and I wanted Japanese. Edmund and Marvin wanted Korean. Men rule. So off we went to Yedang.
Tonight, the tables at Yedang enjoyed 4 to 5 turns. That’s the kind that other restaurants envy. Ibig sabihin, pag-alis ng customer, another group occupies the table, then pag-alis nitong second group, meron na namang customers na kakain, and so on and so forth.
There has never been an instance when we ate Korean that we were only busog. We’re always, super busug-na -busog.
Big sesame leaf,
wrap the roast pork belly with lettuce and sesame leaves, dip in sesame oil with salt and pepper.
Edmund paid P2,500+. Parang P500 lang per person.
