This is Eli, our suking magtataho. He has been around for more or less thirty years peddling hot soybean curd with arnibal and sago in our Cavite city neighborhood. I remember when we were little, his "tahoooo" calls are an audio fixture every morning. I didn't like taho much and I think my sisters too. But mommy would insist that we have them once in a while. Some years after our childhood, Eli was still there to cater to our brother, Rodneil, who liked it.
These days, he still passes by our Cavite house for the daily take of daddy. And occasionally ... guess for who else?
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