As I write this, it is seven minutes before five o’clock in the afternoon. I have not had a descent meal but bread and butter, yogurt and water. Blogging about brushing elbows with Sec. Ermita at the Premier Guest House in Malacanang reminds me of the sandwich.
Yes, the cheezy sandwich shown on the picture. The sandwich was a pile of a mouth watering thin slice of cheeze on the inside, a touch of mayonnaise, and fresh lettuce wrapped in a slice of bread so delicately toasted it would melt in the mouth.
Who would have known that my gastronomic adventure will bring me to the heights over that little luscious sandwich in the house? And by the way the malacanang emblemed napkin is just a bonus.




