Mula Aparri...
For those who grew up watching the TVJ noontime show Eat Bulaga, those two words would most likely have been read with a tune in mind. These are some of the snaps from a recent trip up north - WAY north. Aparri, to me, was a town with a very early curfew. By 7 or 8 in the evening, the town seems to fall into sleep with only a few people still awake. For the most part, we were at Lyceum of Aparri for our event. Apparently, the rattan's fruit is edible. I saw this somewhere in Nueva Vizcaya but hesitated to taste it - I'll save that for next time.