Two months ago a very generous friend named Kristine Lou Guades a.k.a. Kalu handed me a pack of palm dates as pasalubong from Dubai. Up to now, I have not opened it yet and it's just there sitting on top of my cluttered table like a big paper weight. I really don't like the taste of the Chilly Willy palm date brand she gave me because it's so sweet and it looked like a crushed headless cockroach. I'll bring it home tonight and give it to Reycres.
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