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RE: My Daily Life Post: "Second Day at Our Farm in Mount Talabaan"

This breakfast brings back so many memories. It's just like the fragrant, slightly crispy fried rice my mom used to make. I've really missed that kimd of breakfast. Your father, he's such a hardworking man.

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My Grandma also love cooking fried rice, I learned it from her. My Father is always fun doing productive things. ☺