I came to Catmon looking for a "disappearing food."
I was completely wrong.
What I thought was a vanishing tradition…
was actually something still growing.
Not fading.
Expanding.
At 5AM, I ran 5km with the entire barangay for the "Halad Ka Mama Mary Run" organized by @J+S Visisuals to open Flores de Mayo in Macaas, Catmon.
I didn't understand why I was there.
But somehow… I wasn't just watching.
I was inside it.
After the run, they served humba, puso, eggs…
and something I thought was Budbud Kabog.
They corrected me:
"Pilit."
Close. But not the same.
And even that small difference mattered.
More harvests.
More makers."
Even Google wasn't updated.
That's when I realized:
I wasn't documenting a dying food.
I was witnessing something being kept alive.
Not because it's famous.
Not because it sells.
But because it belongs here.
Budbud Kabog is not just food.
It's something this community continues — every day.
Without needing the world to notice.
Still learning.
Still exploring.
One place at a time.
Daghang salamat, Barangay Macaas.
Event by AlvieDuRUNners, with the Hermano Mayores.
