Hurray for Goya!

Dark chocolates were so rare then and were only marketed by the expensive Belgian and Swiss brands such that while in college in Quezon City (when the only difference between you and the people who live in squalor is that you are in school and your board and lodging are all paid for by your parents), I’d wait for Rustan’s to go on sale and I’d get my hands on those huge chunks of dark chocolate bars at half their overpriced prices.

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