I remember often seeing very Filipino dishes like bahay guya and stewed fish heads at the dinner table, but they were usually reserved for my parents and grandmother. I wasn’t forbidden to eat them, but as a kid, given the choice between a pig’s boiled uterus or crispy fried chicken lollipops, making that decision was never difficult. Add to that the fact that I was sent to the US for school at a young age, it became apparent that I wouldn’t develop a taste for Filipino cuisine until a much later time in my life, if at all.
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