I could count the number of times when I actually ate street food in my entire life -- thrice, I think. It's not that I am you know, um, like, um, like, um like maarte or conyo or anything, you know.
I was just raised by a germ-freak mom.
And I get sick from food poisoning quite easily.
I plan out my street food adventures in advance (convincing my brain that I won't get hepatitis, e-coli or a rare disease). So, when Paulo said we're going to eat fishballs, I obliged because I was eyeing the fishball stand in Narnia (Global One people, you know this) for way too long already.
This is the Totobits stand in Angeles, Pampanga.
I asked Paulo if the man in this photo is Mr. Totobits himself, he said no.
Paulo said he's been eating off of that cart since he was in college.
There were about 5 food stalls along that street.
2 were selling isaw (which I thought were onion rings because they were breaded), 1 was selling mami (I am quite amazed), 1 was selling corn and then there's Totobits.
It's kind of madaya because I did not make sawsaw my tusok-tusok food items in the big jar of sweet/spicy/tangy/yummy sawsawan.
(I despise online bullying, please know that this is not how I really speak -- nor am I poking fun out of people who actually speak in this manner.)
The verdict? I spent 45 pesos eating kikiam, squid balls, chicken balls and fish balls.
And I did not get sick afterwards.
On another note, I needed dessert so we went to Susie's Cuisine afterwards. The place was packed with Sunday merienda goers and some tourists who were buying pasalubong.
This is toasted pastillas.
I ate half of the bag, I think.
It is also very sweet (the kind of sweetness that would make you sugar crash).
Paulo ate the first sapin-sapin slice one on his own.
I wasn't able to take a photo so I asked him to buy another one for me.
Yummy.
Meanwhile, am now thinking of jogging or doing yoga. #baboyproblems
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