For my Feature and Technical Writing Class yesterday, we talked about Food Review writing. Wanting to put the theory into action, I brought the class to Binondo where we tried some authentic Chinese food.
Going to Binondo reminds me of my childhood. As kids, we'd go there with Lolo and Lola, and Lola would often to go her alajera named Po-Heng. I also recall that Dad's friend, Tito Tino, lived there. Heck, I even remember going to their house blessing.
The nice thing about Binondo is that it doesn't really change. That's why my memories are very much intact every time I visit.
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