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Two decades ago, I was invited to my first wine pairing event. As a dyed-in-the-wool probinsiyana who was raised on dorm-room Red Horse bottles and Laguna’s lambanog, my proclivity for alcohol was more of the plebeian persuasion.…
Father, when will Lent end?” The student took a big bite off his sandwich. “Why do you ask?” “’Coz I don’t want to celebrate my birthday during Lent!” he said, swallowing quickly and trying not to talk…
“A man had a fig tree planted in his vineyard, and he came seeking fruit on it and found none. And he said to the vinedresser, ‘Look, for three years now I have come seeking fruit on…
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