Kusina Maria

Abellas

There used to be a time when Sundays meant Sunday Lunch at Lola’s house. Each family would bring a dish made by aunts who all had a gift for cooking and baking. There would be Sundays when we stuffed ourselves silly with home-cooked Filipino dishes such as Imbao Soup, Kare-kare or various versions of Adobo. There would be times when the cheese lovers would devour rich and cheesy Baked Lasagna or Stuffed Shell Pasta would delight us all. Or Sundays when an aunt would make Paella or cook crabs and prawns. Then we’d end everything with a make your own halo-halo station, or any dessert that one of my aunts would make.

But things changed as the nieces and nephews grew up, Lola died, and a few of us were left in Davao City. I suspect my aunts grew tired of waking up early on Sundays. I would if I were them.

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