Callea kept of shoving spoonful of food into her mouth because she couldn’t think of gross and scary things during dinner to negate the captivating view of Deive's smile at her while they were eating. She just focused on eating a lot to her deep frustration.
"Hmmm ... this will ruin my diet. Homecooked meals make forget about discipline in food,” Deive moaned after slurping bulalo or beef stew bone.
“Food is supposed to be devoured and enjoyed,” Callea assured.
“I’m in trouble with my gym instructor. This bulalo is to die for.”
"Marina cooked that one.”
When she took Marina under her roof, she saw her potential in her cooking. She was so good that even just a simple vegetable soup could taste gourmet-ish. That was why she had fun teaching her her grandmother’s recipe and some recip
