I don’t have a photo of the fridges but these are full of milks of all types as well as yoghurts and butters and margarines and...
I didn’t even have a look at what’s in them fridges – maybe they’re hiding the daing and tuyo there. That’s why am not happy – there’s no pandesal even.
After breakfast or before, one can pack lunch from an assortment of cold foods, salads, frozen pies, sandwiches etc.
Salads normally include fresh green garden salad, cucumber, beetroot, carrots, cheeses, cut boiled eggs and bacon pieces, a pasta dish or two etc.
Sadly not a salted egg or balut in sight.
So with the esky filled with 3 or 4 or 5 lunchboxes (i don’t know about them but there’s something missing here), and 3 or 4 or more pieces of fruit, one is then ready for a big day at work.
I know. They don’t have sardinas, or adobo or lechon.
Desserts are normally cakes puddings custard sauces and toppings etc.
After dinner – i think everyone feels like they’ve had the lion’s share – people would settle down to some well-deserved drinks or coffee or tea, or milk for growing boys like me he he.
I’m despondent actually, where’s the pinikpikan, or dineng-deng with bago-ong or alamang?
I’m seriously thinking about a strike action – maybe a stop-work.
So with a heavy heart for having to leave all that food behind, and with a heavy tummy, i start back to my unit.
Still dreaming of the avocado-flavored sorbetes and/or pinipig.
Here’s some photos of camp:
There’s at least a hundred self-contained units in camp.
Each has a bed and desk,
fridge and tv set,
All that’s missing now is a special someone, but then night visits are not allowed.
Pity about that. what about inmates' rights?
But maybe the groaning and moaning might disturb the peace and quiet and the local amenity.
Martin forgets that he’s here to work and not otherwise.
Must be something in the water -
or the milk eh...