Taho is a snack food made of soft tofu (soybean) covered in a sweet syrup of some kind and it’s served warm at a price of around five pesos. It’s usually the kids that go for it and I used to keep 5-peso coins in my pockets for the nieces and nephews that might be around. I don’t do that anymore because there’s just too many of them. I can’t afford to burn through money like that anymore. Not on my budget.
In all the time I’ve spent in Olongapo, I’ve only seen one street vendor selling taho and it’s in the neighborhood I live in, and only in the morning.
The street vendors who sell fish go to different places early in the morning to get their supply of fish and then sell the fish street by street and door-to-door. The word “isda”, which means “fish”, can be heard as the word is yelled for hours as they walk by.
A brother-in-law’s wife (a bilas of mine) does this also, but she tends to focus on smaller fish while a guy from another neighborhood focuses on large fish. On occasion, he’ll even have octopus or squid mixed in with the fish.
Some street vendors sell dried fish as well (or only dried fish), but the fish are usually yelled out by type, such as “daing” or “tuyo”. Frankly, I can’t remember all the names and I’ve given up trying to discern what they’re yelling most of the time.
There’s a street vendor with an ice cream stand attached to a motorcycle that winds his way from neighborhood to neighborhood in the late evening, usually an hour or two before it gets dark. He sells thin ice cream cones with two or three tiny scoops of ice cream of various flavor on top of them.
Again, it’s usually the nieces and nephews that beg for money to buy ice cream cones and if I have any loose change, I’ll usually cough it up. Thankfully, they only catch me outside when their favorite snacks are being sold a couple of times a month. If it was daily, I’d probably go broke in short order.
Back in the 1980s and only in the other places I stayed in the city, it was common to hear the word “balut” being yelled at all hours of the day. I’ve yet to hear it once where I live now.
Balut is either chicken or duck eggs fermented while still in the embryonic stages. It’s a Filipino delicacy but for some strange reason, I can never get past the sight of the beak when the egg is cracked open. I call it the “egg with legs”.
Some Americans love balut, but I’m not one of them.
This is something I don’t understand at all. I’ve seen street vendors carrying furniture, bedding and rugs on their backs and attempting to sell them door-to-door. The furniture is usually in the form of cheap plastic chests of drawers and things like that. I’ve never seen anyone buy anything from them but then, I don’t spend a lot of time watching them. I don’t want to give them the impression that I want to buy something from them.
They obviously sell some it because some of my in-laws have some of that junk in their houses and that’s really what it is because it doesn’t last very long.
The number of street vendors that yell out what they’re selling seems to happen a lot less these days. I used to hear “puto” (a sweet rice cake) and “pan DE sol” (as the bread was pronounced for emphasis) but I rarely hear either anymore. As far as the bread goes, it’s probably because there are more regular loaves of bread being sold in neighborhood bakeries than ever before.
While standing outdoors, I’ve seen various fruits and vegetables being sold, but the vendors usually don’t yell out anything. The products can be anything from mangoes to malunggay (moringa in other places) leaves.
Years ago, the noisiest things to be heard in any neighborhood were the street vendors. Nowadays, the noise emanates more from various vehicles on the road, from motorcycles to large flatbed trucks, but only during the daylight hours.
At night, along with the sound of various tricycles (motorcycles with sidecars) coming and going, the roosters and the dogs make a lot of noise and tend to be much more annoying because they crow and bark at random times all night long. The barking is what keeps me awake at night. I’ve become accustomed to just about everything else.
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