The werewolf visited M.'s cafe. An egg mayo sandwich and a chocolate shake.

I suddenly realized why I like M.'s chocolate shake so much. It tastes exactly like the 1950s V-Milk chocolate shake that our dad would take me and my youngest sister to Quezon Boulevard for, when I was in grade school. The night, the vehicles on the road, and the cafe music brought it all back to me.

Funny that I had my turn taking my sons, and then my grandchildren, to ice cream parlors many times.