Yellow Cab after the Mass

Every Sundaymy sister and I always insinuate that we wanted to eat at yellow cab after going to church. We would always say something like “Papa gusto naminngdilawna baby bear/lion” or have a conversation like when my sister is wearing a yellow shirt she will ask what the color of her shirt is then ask what a baby bear or lion is called to our dad until he gets our point. Sometimes when he can’t take our pestering anymore, he will tell us to ask our mom to make us stop, but eventually they will agree to eat at yellow cab. We would drive to Imus where there is the nearest Yellow Cab. We would always order a Manhattan Meatlovers Pizza, Charlie Chan Chicken Pasta, Twice Baked Potato Halves and Hot Wings. After ordering our parents will go to our table. My Papa would always joke on whom will pay or whose allowance the bill will be deducted. Then my sister and I would point at each other. Then our order will come and we will all eat. Sometimes, I and my sister would scramble at the chicken if there are some left. I was always the last one to finish. After eating we just sit there for a while, we just talk about what has happen the past days and other stuff. It’s like our little family Sunday bonding time. Where we forget about everything else and just think about each other. That’s why I love to insist that we eat outside after the mass.

[Draft] By: Janina Abadiano