RecipeMuncher

With a shopping basket in one hand, and a short grocery list in the other, I was skipping (ok, I was walking, but there was a lilt in my step) up and down the aisles of my local Filipino grocery store. As I stopped to mentally check off each item on my list, something squatting on the store floor caught my attention. “Psssst. Hoy!” the object of interest seemed to simultaneously shout and whisper to me. Normally, whenever the words “Psssst. Hoy!” are shouted/whispered (...)