Niko, I’m always enamored by the vulnerability you showcase in your essays. You really capture the essence of being a modern Filipino child and our nostalgia for malls despite their consumerist and capitalistic culture. I’ll always be a little fond of my childhood favorites despite their loss to appeal now. i grew up in the province so i don’t have the same appeal for kipp’s, but i think my equivalent to this would be little orbit. they appeared in my childhood mall very briefly and when i saw them again during my college years i immediately bought a whole bag. they tasted good, but now i don’t jump at every opportunity to have little orbits any more.
i’ll be sure to link your piece when i get around to posting my essay about malls too!!
I always associated them with the malls from very far away—meaning Makati or Ortigas—because I never saw them in Las Piñas. Or my memory is playing tricks on me. In any case, I forgot about it until I saw it again at Market! Market!—and I still haven’t tried them.
There is a stall at a supermarket half a kilometer away from my place now. Maybe I should finally try it.
This is lovely! ❤️
Niko, I’m always enamored by the vulnerability you showcase in your essays. You really capture the essence of being a modern Filipino child and our nostalgia for malls despite their consumerist and capitalistic culture. I’ll always be a little fond of my childhood favorites despite their loss to appeal now. i grew up in the province so i don’t have the same appeal for kipp’s, but i think my equivalent to this would be little orbit. they appeared in my childhood mall very briefly and when i saw them again during my college years i immediately bought a whole bag. they tasted good, but now i don’t jump at every opportunity to have little orbits any more.
i’ll be sure to link your piece when i get around to posting my essay about malls too!!
The donuts? I have never tried them… I think.
I always associated them with the malls from very far away—meaning Makati or Ortigas—because I never saw them in Las Piñas. Or my memory is playing tricks on me. In any case, I forgot about it until I saw it again at Market! Market!—and I still haven’t tried them.
There is a stall at a supermarket half a kilometer away from my place now. Maybe I should finally try it.