The two best words a cook can hear
"Namit gid!" is what slips out, mouth still half-full, when the food back in the province is so good it interrupts the conversation — so delicious. It's the only review this kitchen cooks for: recipes carried from Romblon to Toronto, made the long way every weekend.
No shortcuts, no premix sauces. Just the recipes we grew up with, cooked the long way.