
I haven't been in this farm for about a decade. Everything looked smaller.
Our potluck lunch was beside the fishpond where my cousins attempted to get a decent number of tilapia.
My brothers and I went along with Tatay to visit the mahogany he'd planted years before. He was hoping to grow them for the time when we'd need wood for furniture, should we have houses of our own.


I don't really buy corn in Manila because we plant them right here.

Bamboo.

Durian.

Marang.

We saw ripe banana hanging from the plant and decided to harvest it by cutting the stem to bring the fruit down to the ground.

We took home with us many fruit, most of which we left in Lola's house in Banga. Ah, the joys of provincial life.
ReplyDeleteDurian!!
I read this cookbook that said to eat the best corn, you boil salted water, go to the corn fields and pick some mature ears, then run to the boiling pot of water and drop in the corn cobs to boil.
Sounds like a plan. Best way for me is to roast the corn cobs over charcoal, apply butter/margarine, then eat while it's hot.
DeleteOh yeah. The smoky taste of roasted corn is the best!
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