I miss siestas, the one that I used to have when I was a little girl - the one that I refused to have when I was a little girl.
It was not the pleasure of the nap that I missed but the pleasure that awaited me as I woke up - MERIENDA!
The sun shining vibrantly in the lazy afternoon springtime in Hamburg lulls me back to the memory of my childhood. . .
. . .hmmm, my Mom is online . . .I think I better ask her for the recipe of Guinataang Halo-Halo, again (!) . .and thank her for cooking Champorado for my entire childhood