For supper in San José, we were served a massive plate of edibles - potatoes, noodles, chicken, corn on the cob. It made me full just to look at my portion. D, the four-year-old grandson of T & B, looked at his plate and astounded us all by asking, "Where's the food?" Turns out, what he meant was, "Where's the rice?" He's a true Manabitan for sure!
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