Some days, don't you just feel like running? But how do you run when your love tank is empty? When you have no idea how to re-fill it?
Some days, you just want an escape. Sojourn? Roadtrip? Soul search? Whatever you want to call it.
This is me, one Friday afternoon, running on empty.
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Aptly named, Pamana (meaning inheritance) is a Filipino restaurant owned by Happy Ongpauaco,
where all the "pamana" recipes of her aunts, lolas etc are served. |
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After ten years or even more, (no kidding) I finally got the chance to go back.
This time, it was all different, even myself. |
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| this way to... |
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| I like tall grass.... |
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| ... and bricks. |
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| Some of the friends and relatives of the Pamana restaurant owner. |
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| Pamana Soup. |
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| I wish i have fish-eyed lenses! |
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| Flowers are always, always, always beautiful! |
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| I like how this reminds me of Tuscany. |
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| For the flies.. ;) |
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| Condiments Rack |
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| This is their menu. |
