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Hail, gastronomy!

By Alfred A. Yuson | March 20, 2011 - 12:00am

When I was a boy, I wanted to be an astronomer. I must have missed a beat in my prayers; some half-deaf biggie up there turned me, officially last Monday, into a gastronomer. What a gas.

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