Of course school is more than books…I had a lesson in cooking rice from our kind landlady. She had given me some instruction before but evidently something got lost either in the translation or implementation. She escorted me to the market to get the right pot as she insisted the one I had previously purchased was not the right size. Under her guidance I was much more successful. Somewhere back on Center Drive packed away is my handy rice cooker. As they tell me here “Little by little,” we’re learning the Filipino way.
No worries of us starving as our landlady, Ata Flor, brought us up freshly baked chiffon cake in the afternoon. This was in addition to the piece she had previously given Annalise. The day before Annalise and Alayna went to market with her and came back eating ice cream cones. Serious spoiling going on!