The Clinic: La Cocina de Tita Moning (Part 3)
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I’m shaking as I continue writing this story.
We had dinner at La Cocina de Tita Moning last Saturday, and two nights later, I’m still scared.
When I was a kid, the laboratory in our school used to creep me out with the smell and the fetuses preserved in glass jars. It’s been a while since I’ve seen or smelled that.
We were led into Don Alejandro’s clinic at the first floor of his house. Patients entered the clinic through a door leading to the garage.

La Cocina de Tita Moning

Don Alejandro was a OB-Gynecologist and this is where he saw patients, including Ting Ting Cojuangco as a little girl. She recalled:
“His clinic was where we were treated of our sore throats, water in our ears from swimming and tummy aches; women also gave birth here. That human skeleton in his clinic gave me the creeps. Today, I am more clinical about seeing it dangling straight up from its back.”

One of the stories Don Alejandro liked to tell his grandchildren was that back when he was in medical school, they had to find their own cadaver, which usually required going to the cemetery at midnight. The skeleton here was his personal “find.”


One of Don Alejandro’s sons was also born here. Aside from the real human skeleton, the room also has an antique X-ray machine, baby weighing scale, books, lights, enamel pans, tools of the trade, and the doctor’s bag.

La Cocina de Tita Moning

Inside the glass cabinet were a couple of fetuses in jars, bringing me back to that creepy laboratory of my old school. My stomach turned for third time. At this point I had already lost my appetite.
Still I was hoping it was just me and the rest of the group were OK. But even Dani’s yaya, who has a third eye, said she was feeling heavy inside, as I did. (To be continued).

PS. I’ll continue this tomorrow because I’m seriously shaking. I need to take a tranquilizer.

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