A Splash of Colour
“I asked him to fetch me some fresh gata for my maja blanca, but he’s been taking his sweet time.”
Isagani laughed. “That sounds delicious, Manang.”
He turned to me. “Reya, these are Manang Adoracion and Manong Nilo. They take care of that beach house over there.” He pointed toward an elegant structure nestled a bit further from the main resort—white wood, wide glass panels, modern with touches of western charm.
“Manang Adoracion makes the best maja blanca on the island,” he added with a grin.
“You don’t need to flatter me, Sir,” she said, laughing. “But if you’re free later, come by for merienda.”