Sep 21, 2021
Oh man. I just got finished cooking dinner and I can't even begin to explain how excited I am to have some galunggong again after over a year. It wasn't until I was halfway through cooking the first batch, though, when the kitchen filled with the smell of the frying fish, that I was absolutely slammed with thoughts of my mom. Who knew I associated that smell with her? But it makes sense, considering she's the only one that cooks it, lol. But that was something I never realized and of course I had to immediately message her. It's wild how the seemingly most innocuous of things will bring about such strong emotions.
Anyway, time to dig in!
