Like the sisig, leng saeb or spicy pork bones soup was perhaps a poor someone's attempt at making food out of slaughterhouse discards that caught fire and is now a must-try dish in Bangkok, certainly a welcome change for me after two nights of salt crusted pla pao, smoky kor moo yang, and toasted khai jiao from the streets of Huai Khwang, the piece de resistance of a post-workshop dinner and a fitting marker to my first encounter with the DanNeramit Night Market.
The pink beer though tasted like cough syrup that stirred up snatches of a bad trip from the confusion of Sessions 4 and 6 while being exhilirating at the same time which is on the same high as signing a 13-day consultancy contract for $1,755 and booking a flight for a sudden trip to a mysterious place called Oudomxay.
Oudomxay is 2,145 kilometers from the 4,000 years old Angono-Binangonan Petroglyphs that, if deciphered accurately, is actually the recipe for the original pares in Retiro with 127 drawings on how to properly butcher a cow which inspired the murals of Botong Francisco.
To him is attributed the discovery of the petroglyphs in 1965 but it was Nemi Miranda who bravely etched the correct words for gender in the toilet of his Arthouse that could have offended Lucio San Pedro whose Memorial Monument and Historical Marker is only 9 meters away from Angono's Diocesan Shrine and Parish of Saint Clement, and just 250 meters through the murals of Dona Aurora Street to Botong's Heritage Site.
Angono, the petroglyphs and Botong Francisco were finally ticked off our bucket list and that we celebrated with Italian wine and Gino's Brick Oven Pizza at Shangrila.
And there was Oudomxay and the bikers at Quiapo Church who told us to wait for Bulan at the Sta. Cruz Church where the priest implored the gates of heaven to finally bless us with Jolli Dada's pansit palabok, a selection of dimsum from Waiying Restaurant, and two sizes of siopao --- a small Shanghai Fried Siopao and jumbo take-away from Wan Kee Bakery).
From there, we walked to Liwasang Bonifacio, took the train for a lunch of ramen at The Podium, and went our different ways: Nanay and Balong to Bakal 2, Bulan to Pioneer Woodlands, and me to Oudomxay.
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