Feast Day of St. Jude
After we had talked and ate, Nanay said that we were going to her house since I have not been there yet. We walked to a small, humble dwelling in the middle of Baguio. She owns a cute, one bedroom house and shares it with her daughter. She then stated that she would cook me lunch and went about her business of cooking rice and frying fish. Although I was still a bit full from merienda, I had a small portion.
We finished and Nanay announced that we would go back to St. Jude's Learning Center and see her sisters again. They live above the school and when I entered their house, I found a huge table of food waiting for the visitors to begin eating! Nanay told me that we would eat again and to just take a small portion of each dish! I admit that I could have passed on this food, but this is very rude, especially since I was a guest.
I'm just shocked at how much Filipinos can eat and yet they are skin and bones most of the time! How do they do that?!?! Needless to say, I enjoyed getting to know the rest of Nanay's family and learning about some history of the Baguio area. I was also able to share with everyone that St. Jude was my grandpa's favorite saint and after praying, would always ask St. Jude to pray for his grandkids. They got a kick out of this story and somehow, the feast day turned into the Feast Day for Jude-ee (for some reason, Filipinos pronounce my name as Judy instead of Jody. I've stopped trying to correct them and now answer to the name Judy!).