Every Sunday has a story of its own.
Last Sunday was pretty cool.
We all heard Mass.
Then drove home.
I roasted pork ribs and cooked pancit canton.
Nina helped me baked the ever popular That Chocolate Cake.
The Captain was busy clearing up the garage with the rest of the crew.
Pio helped set the table at the pergola.
Just like that, a party ensued.
I like it this way. Slow and laidback.
More time to be together…
and enjoy each other.