“Favorite ko ‘yun e“ (“That’s my favorite”), was all I could mutter when my ex-girlfriend refused to have lunch at Rodic’s in UP Diliman (Quezon City). It was the start of our relationship, traditionally with the best foot forward, but I couldn’t care less. It was terribly hard to suppress the disappointment lacing my voice as I drove away from the Shopping Center (adjacent to the UP Chapel), where Rodic’s is waiting for the hungry student. Read the rest of this entry »
