oh, philippines

so as i sit here, alone, eating dinner at CPK - yes, i have become those weirdos eating dinner alone (next is watching movies alone) - the adjacent table exemplifies that cultural aesthetic of fatter is richer.

it's a filipina mother and daughter. as the mother dines on her salad, the daughter (no older than 10 year old) heartily eats through two (yes, two!) plates of pasta and a whole cpk pizza.

proof? here:

(you [surprisingly] can't see the daughter, but after acknowledging there's a white girl here, you can see the 4 plates on the table)

i dunno, it's a mixed bag of emotions and judgments for me.

why?

because i loves me my fatty filipino kids and their unending potential for ridicule and giggles. example:

haha, now that i look at the girl at the table, she actually looks like the little up boy with a ponytail.

either way, the philippines is on a slow path to slow weight destruction and pretty soon with all the new mang inasals and starpops, the philippines will find itself as the new united states of mcdonald's.