Good Friday

Remembering the days when you could not do much on a Good Friday. As children, we were not allowed to leave the house, forcing everyone to stay inside. One good thing I could remember though was the palatable food that my mother together with her help prepared. The ginataan is I think my favorite. I really would not mind staying at home, it was more fun for me seeing the complete household sticking together.

Things changed when I started living away from my parents. There was one time I remember spending Good Friday in a different country dancing in a party.

Now, when I already have a baby in tow I suddenly remember all those traditions, and some superstitions. So, just to be on the safe side, we didn't leave the house today. I cooked my favorite pesto pasta for dinner and didn't eat meat the whole day. And I'll tell you a secret, did not even take a shower today, so gross of me... But I promised the husband that tomorrow we'll go to BGC and eat good food there.

Well, that's enough for now.