… and what better way to say goodbye to sweltering days than by indulging in a large mug of ice cream! What I had was the ordinary on-the-street sorbetes peddled by the sorbetero pushing his cart, with the seeming ceremony of announcing his arrival with a bell.

Melon and mango, those are the flavours in the mug. In Santa Rita, the sorbetes is not just some artificially-flavoured concoction but home-made ice cream. One can even taste and feel the morsels of the fruits used.

The Pilgrim is off doing interviews, this entry shall be continued soon.

P.S. Kongwi, if you’re reading this, perhaps you can help me with the entry by telling us who was your favourite sorbetero, maybe the one stationed at the side of the church in front of your house, and the flavours you chose from his cart. Hehehe! :icecream: