it's my party and i'll cry if i want to part ii

this year is kikay year. received lots of beauty stuff for my kikay kit. from lotions to potions to perfumes and baubles too, i am more than armed. but more than the material stuff, it is the labor of love that touches me the most(hooow). threw a small dinner for relatives and church friends. so momma, my biggest love goes to you for cooking yesterday. and ate ags for the meticulously prepped crepes for the lumpia.
mom makes the best fettuccine and spaghetti. no bola.






i'm a tokwa't baboy girl at heart. that's a cute sentence.
and no one can beat her pansit malabon.


she also painstakingly grilled slabs of pork and chicken
some pork dishes(handa staples) and a chicharo-quail based dish with chicken liver because she said i needed more liver in my system. tsk, moms.
night won't be complete without her julie-bee fried chicken. patented.
and vanilla ice cream with strawberries and choco syrup.