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I just let him do that. "Yes, dad. Thank you," Rhys politely replied to his father which made Soren smile. Next, he put Braised Pork on my plate which is my favorite. Today's menu is Filipino dishes like Afritada, Caldereta, Bulalo, Bistek, and Braised Pork. Rhys also put rice and a dish on his plate.

He just thought that maybe it was because of his sleeping position. Gregorio quickly left the bathtub, he continued bathing using only the shower, he could still feel the pounding of his chest caused by his bad dream. AT the dining table, they share Aling Iseng's cooked dish, chicken adobo, creamy pinakbet, and sauteed bitter vegetables. "In fairness to you Aling Iseng, you're also good at cooking like Mang Nestor." Maggie praised the old woman who also ate with them, she was sitting next to the artist.

She said, explaining the rubrics. “Okay, let’s start.” I cheerfully answered, feeling excited. “Meat, ketchup,” “Caldereta”, “Beef, grilled”, “Steak”, “Meat, skewered” “Barbecue” “All was Filipino foods!” I commented to her. She nodded her head agreeing at me. “Are you a Filipino, Maria?” I asked her again. “Uhmm yes. The Don likes Filipino foods,, so he hired me here to cook.” she explained from me while going to do kitchen stuffs.

Nathaniel and Chad then went to the kitchen to wash their hands first. "Wow, it looks delicious," Nathaniel said while looking at the table. It seems that Kristina is really good in the kitchen. She cooked Bulalo, a well-known beef menu in Tagaytay, Crispy Fried Tawilis, and Chicken Adobo. "They are all my favorites Tin," Nathaniel said with his wide eyes. His tummy almost blurted out for hunger. "Mommy is really the best cook Tito Nats," the little fellow proudly said.

He caught my look, chuckled under his breath, and bit his lower lip — a simple gesture, but one that sent a shiver down my spine. Mike’s father’s voice pulled me back to the moment. “All right then, what dishes have you prepared, darling?” I cleared my throat softly and smiled. “These dishes are meant to fill you up and go perfectly with rice. First, we have Chicken Adobo. It’s a Filipino classic. The savory and tangy sauce complements rice perfectly. It’s rich in protein and can even be customized with vegetables like potatoes or carrots.” He nodded in appreciation, clearly impressed by my explanation.

At base sa sinabi ni Bryan, the first three letters ay posibleng initials lang ng pangalan. Pangalan... So could it be possible na pangalan 'yon ng libro? Considering that possibility, I mentally nodded my head. And then with that, I quickly bent down to the floor and started checking those books. THE PHILIPPINE CRIMINAL JUSTICE SYSTEM... THE REVISED PENAL CODE Criminal Law BOOK I.. CRIMINAL PROCEDURE ... AFRICAN AMERICAN PERSPECTIVES.. Wala man lang ibang title ng libro that could possibly be the one na siyang hinahanap ko.

"Cecilia, do you want something to eat?" Doesn't expect that question, she flinched and take a look at the menu book. All of them was written in weird language. Max cleared his throat, "You are holding it into the wrong direction." "Ah! I see." She answered and reverse the menu's position. But, it is still unreadable. "How about Bicol Express?" Max said after he notices her confusion. Armano shook his head, "It's too spicy, Your Highness. She doesn't like it. Try Sinigang, a sour and light stew."

There’s also Pancit Bihon and Leche Puto. The rattles of spoons and forks on plates echoed to our hearing as we started to get food. While the others were busy taking dishes and rice, I got the Leche Puto. It is my favorite food that my grandmother cooks. It's been a while since I last ate this. I kinda miss the way they taste. “Seriously, woman?” Dale asked. I slipped him a curious glance, holding and chewing my food. “What?” “You are eating that first?” “Favorite,” I replied and proceed with chewing.

Anne has a short brown hair and she has a diamond body shape. "I can cook all Filipino dishes Anne such as adobo, sinigang, kaldereta, and paksiw." I proudly answered. "What I just do not know how to cook are the dishes for all of the rich people because I was just born poor." I smiled slightly. "That is okay, Andra. You are not alone." Mary said as she was smiling at me. "If you did not tell us that you are poor like us, we will really assume that you are rich because of your beautiful complexion, sexy body, and especially because of the uncommon beauty you have." She continued, amazed.

I heard him chuckled a bit. "I am just kidding, baby..." He grabbed my hand and put it on his neck. "What is your dish? If you are the one who cooked, I will eat." His voice was so tender. "Fely is the one who cooked it. Pork sinigang." He clicked his tongue. "I am so tired of Fely's cook. I miss your kare-kare that tastes chicken curry, baby," he whispered. I rolled my eyes. "It's not funny! Leave me alone now! You should just go home in your island!" I pushed his chest but he just laughed at me.