Of course, my very first experience to spend my noche buena minus my parents, my brother and my sistah. It was a celebration between myself and my you-know-who. I was so glad that she came. I feared I'll be spending my Christmas alone in the comfort of my little-rented-not-so-ventilated room. How's that sounds to you?
Wanna know my handa for the noche buena?

It was on a bottle of Chamdor, a cold double size pizza for the pizza parlor run out of family size or square pizza early that evening. Cold pizza since I don't own a microwave oven, an oven toaster or any sort of kitchen appliances for heating. (laugh!)

And the main course or whatever you call it is the hot bibingka. It's not what you are thinking for I was with my you-know-who. It's the typical Filipino delicacy that you should not miss during a midnight snack.

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