Biko From Alma’s Kitchen
My sister-in-law, Alma is a very capable woman. A good example of a decent human being. She is friendly, she is caring, she can’t do enough to be helpful to anyone.
She is well like by everyone.
Her abilities go on and on. What I like most about her is her cooking. She can really cook up a storm.
Her biko is to die for. Peter, my English hubby, who do not usually eat anything made of rice love’s Alma’s biko.
The above photo was from Alma’s kitchen. Doesn’t it look so delicious? And it was so yummy.
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Biko a a favourite of mine. It reminds me of happy childhood and young adulthood in the Philippines. It reminds me of my loving family, cheerful, always ready for a laugh and adventure.
I remember my mother going to market and coming home with biko, which we would share and enjoy.
I remember my grandfather coming home with ‘pasalubong’ of biko, amongst others, when he goes out.
Biko is a symbol of halcyon days for me!