Tap. Tap. The mobile phone says it is already 6:15 in the morning. One Valenzuela gives out a big yawn. Double tap. She slowly wakes herself up from slumber and tries to stretch out her sleepy arms and legs. She slept quite late last night after editing her paper. Get up. Time to get up.
Without hurrying, One Valenzuela went to the bathroom to spruce up a bit, switched clothes and put on her slippers. Comfy enough. And out she went the door. It is time for a long walk to get those wiggly legs moving. She finds herself going towards Rincon Road.
She always gets into a bright mood when she takes long walks along Rincon Road. The morning then was calm. The road seems a bit wet. Rain early in the morning? She sees a number of vehicles passing by. Not a lot. Blue coated tricycles buzzed by with passengers carrying bags of dangling vegetables, bulging eggs, and, more likely, some poultry and meat. Probably from Malinta Market. An old lady crossed the street in front of her. One Valenzuela smiled.
She then sees a crowd in front of a store. Lydia Marcing - a bakery filled with people waiting for their turn to get some freshly baked pan de sal. Pan de sal for breakfast? She then saw herself being part of the group as well. Wait for your turn.
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| Kumusta ang umaga? (How's your morning?) A friend said that Lydia Marcing bakes bowling bread as well. |
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| A lady sits near the bakery, selling breakfast staples like champorado, spaghetti, and palabok for Php10pesos a pack. |
After getting her red bag of hot bread, she quickly peered inside and grabbed one. Ah, kaya pala gusto nila ito. It's big and soft. Good to pair with some hot coffee.
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| Lydia Marcing's pan de sal. First bite for the day. |
She continued to walk when she was already halfway eating her pan de sal. It seems to be a lazy summer morning for many. She thinks about the tasks she has to accomplish for the day. Continue writing later. Do the laundry. Cook lunch. Write more. And so on. She was so absorbed into thinking until she reached Ka Medy's Lugaw at Pancit Palabok. I've always wanted to try out the palabok here. She frequently sees the blue signage outside the humble eatery whenever she had her longer walks towards wherever but never got the chance to eat here. Finding it open, One Valenzuela went inside to order a plate of palabok.
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| Ka Medy's Lugaw at Pancit Palabok |
The glass food rack held some fried tofu, brown crisp lumpiang gulay rolls, boiled eggs, and meat which will make a good tokwa't baboy. The rack rests on an old wooden table with carvings of flowers and curvy leaves. It reminds her of their old narra center table which witnessed a lot of happy celebrations and early morning breakfasts with her family and relatives in Karuhatan. Nakaka-miss.
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| Ka Medy's Palabok at Php25.00. |
The palabok plate was served on the table.Tap, slide, click, click. Double tap. Got to take some shot for the blog. The thick reddish sauce over the noodles invites her to dig in. With a dash of fish sauce and a gentle calamansi squeeze, the palabok was gone in a few chews and slurps. The morning dances in a downtempo music but One Valenzuela is now on a sprightlier mood.
Tap. tap. The mobile phone says it is already past seven. Time to go home.
Best to visit Lydia Marcing Bakery and Ka Medy's Lugaw at Pancit Palabok along Rincon Road, Valenzuela City early in the morning.
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