I've had many embarrassing moments in my life. Some of them I wouldn't dare telling a single soul about. They haunt me in my dreams and in my waking times. I don't know why these moments seem to happen more frequently lately.
For some weird reason, I don't have a clue. But here's what I know... there's always a rainbow after the rain, and I'm just itching for my redemption to come.
Ok, so let's talk about the picture. Let me introduce you to pho, a traditional vietnamese delicacy, which is just made by boiling different spices and beef for 8 hours, drowning rice noodles just few hours before serving and then eat them with mint and fresh mongo sprouts on the sides. I know this because I made one before.
It's delish!
So the story went like this. It was 4pm and my father was tagging me along as he does his meetings with his suppliers. The last one he would meet for the day was held in Pho Hoa, a Vietnamese restaurant here in Trinoma, Manila. One table for my father and his supplier, and adjacent to that was for me.
It was 4pm, and I have not eaten lunch yet. As soon as the bowl of soup landed on my table, I wasted no time and started to slurp my way down to bottom of that bowl. It was out of my head that I was munching it ridiculously unpoised for a 29 year old woman. All I could think about then, was that my mind was screaming that the soup tastes so damn good and that I should eat it fast, like super fast, and so I did. LOL
It just dawned unto me that it was that bad, when my father made this side note "you aren't so hungry, are you?", more so when the supplier said if I wanted to get half of his sandwich.
ok facepalm moment coming.
And BOOM there you go!
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