Category Archives: Memoirs reflecting home

Tucked in the corners of Quezon City once housed my grandmother’s small restaurant that started out in the 60s and ran, on and off, until the early 2000s. The main drag: Enia’s Pancit Malabon, my lola Enia’s take on one of the Philippines’s versions of a noodle dish that hails from the city of Malabon.Continue reading “Smell of Sunday”