Participating food trucks gather over at a nearby mall for festivities, they come every first Friday of the month and it was my first to go. I first felt squeamish with the idea since I have a weak stomach but I braved it and ordered a few specialties. We tried quesadillas, cheesy fries and some tapa, they were all good and it didn’t do me bad at all. So, I guess I’d be going every now and then. I am thinking that the weak stomach might just have been in my mind. 🙂
Today’s coffee: at home with my coffee milk tea, a good and just the exact mix of coffee and tea. Very nice and smooth.
I am feeling a little bit sentimental over my mom’s death, I could just recall how the pain felt when I learned about it. Today is the 11th anniversary and I just said a very simple and short prayer for her. Thanks Ma.