Mangga With Alamang At Sili Novels & Stories

He was in the middle of their stairs with his traveling bag in his hand. “What? There are other coolers?” “Yes, Mom!” Then came Mang Dado again with a big Coleman Cooler on his right shoulder. Excitedly, Carolina opened the second cooler, and once again her eyes grew big when she saw different types of fruits inside. There are dragon fruits, mango, soursop, and bananas. Then the third cooler made Carolina so excited to prepare her vegetable salad with sliced mango on the side. She also cooked her favorite chili-buttered shrimp. Carolina made it a point to say thank you to Damian Lincuja by sending him a text message, to which he replied immediately.

Claire’s “Ma’am Claire, please try these. Our mangoes here are delicious, export quality!” Eloy, the young son of Mang Nestor, one of the farmhands, said proudly. I smiled at him and took a plate piled high with sliced mangoes. I swallowed; they looked so tempting. Besides the mango trees, there were also coconut and banana trees. When we arrived earlier, Manang Belen made buko juice. It tasted completely different from the buko juice I’ve had in Manila. Manang’s was much sweeter and more flavorful, probably because of the ingredients—she used fresh coconuts, not artificial flavorings.

In front of us, prepared a small plate complete with cutlery. What else is this? I have to test too. "What is this?! How come Nagasari doesn't have any bananas?!(rice flour cake with banana) Weird!" I said opening a packet of banana leaves. "Madam, this is Nagarasi Kuning Labu," (yellow nagasar with pumpkin) she explained with a smile. But why is it delicious? I added one more. Kusuma and Amelia also ate voraciously. No wonder they are fat now. Kusuma's stomach was a bit distended.

The woman with short hair was dreamy. Marra smiled faintly as she put some medium-sized octopus tentacles into a black plastic bag. "Pinangat, are you from Bicol?" The sad-faced woman looked at Marra and nodded. "You know. Then I'll cook adobong pugita instead." "That was very good, Auntie. Next time I'll leave out the catfish, tuna, and sardines so you can make pinangat. I promise." Marra gave the woman the black plastic.