Talk about feasting before fasting. I don’t know about Lenten traditions in other parts of the country, but as I know it, Holy Wednesday (when the pabasa starts) has always been about some sort of family reunion of a big family with 5 branches whose forefathers started a tradition (my dad says dating back to the 1600s) of preparing the carosa of the Mother Dolorosa, and inviting the community to partake in a feast. Hosting this honor revolves around the 5 branches of the family, so if there are, say, 8 siblings in one branch (like in the case of my lolo’s side), then a particular family actually gets to host once every 40 years (that’s 10 olympics!). No wonder it is a big deal! After this feast, no one gets to see a good meal until Easter Sunday.