Notes from Sison, Pangasinan Part V
I was thankful during lunch because adobong palaka was not the sole dish on the table. If this wasn’t the case, I have to pretend again that I’m full or that I’m not in the mood to eat lunch, so I’m thankful to Ate Ruth who spent much of her time cooking pork adobo and ginataang gabi with tinapa. And it’s a good thing also that Uncle Isabelo didn’t dine with us. He went to Rosario, La Union so I was saved from my ‘lyings’.
After lunch, I took a quick bath to refreshen myself, and then I went to my room again, this time I brought with me some old copies of the Philippine Daily Inquirer. This time, I thought of reading previous articles of Conrado de Quiros instead of rereading Memoirs of a Geisha by Arthur Golden. But pork adobo was a good sleeping pill. I suddenly felt drowsy and, when I couln’t anymore contain my’ drowsiness’, I went to my bed and took a nap.
I woke up at two in the afternoon. It’s still raining hard!