It was a Sunday afternoon and the husband and I had just finally finished our Christmas shopping. We decided to grab a bite to eat before heading home. Shangrila Mall is our favorite mall but since we had moved out and away from Kapitolyo, this was our first visit here in 4 months.
Since we were mostly familiar with the original mall, we wandered off into the new wing until we almost reached a dead end – or so we thought. From afar, I saw a funky sign “Epicurious” and knew instantly that we had to try it out. I knew I had heard that name before somewhere.
Epicurious Manila is a combination of deli + bakery + cafe + shop for foodies/food lovers. My husband and I love meat and so it was a real treat to see all kinds of meat and cheeses on display. They can serve you slices of ham and cheeses of your choice in a platter, or they can choose for you. It’s like Santis except that Santis does not have a sit-down area for meals. Read more ›
This lady from the Greenpeace booth at the Edsa Shang called me over to sign on their form as a means of showing support for their efforts in preserving the marine ecosystem. While she was giving a presentation on how the size of our local fish are getting smaller and smaller due to continuous abuse of their habitat (which is really alarming, btw!), she asked me if I loved seafood to which I answered yes. She proceeded to point to ‘galunggong’ (local scad or mackerel) in the photos, looked me up and down and remarked, “You look sosyal – I don’t think you eat galunggong”. I wanted to punch her in the face. And yes, she was speaking in Taglish – the usual conyo talk. Who’s sosyal (or pa-sosyal) now?
And she expected me to contribute to Greenpeace Php 800 a month after that spectacle?
NOTE: I don’t like the taste of galunggong, or hito, because for me they taste like paper.
P.S.: Greenpeace, you have got to screen the people who speak for you.
It’s been 5 years since I was last in Dubai and so much have changed over the years. One thing that hasn’t though is the fact that everything outdoors is still dusty no matter how many green trees they have taken great pains to grow and build irrigation for. Since we traveled late in the year though, the weather was cooler and much like the Philippines’ except that it’s not humid. Even if we walked around a lot, we didn’t sweat as much as we would have back home. And so dusting sand off our clothes at the end of the day is a small price to pay for being able to walk around feeling (and smelling!) fresh. Read more ›
I have been busy. Busy in the sense that my days have been filled with activities at home that do not just include work.
One of these activities that has surprisingly been very enjoyable for me is gardening.
My Mother and her Father were avid gardeners. They both had green thumbs and would tend to the lushest of gardens. Before my Mother moved back to Bacolod, she lived with us for a few years and the places that we’d lived in (we moved quite a lot) always had the greenest and healthiest plants.
Except to compliment her on her work, I never really bothered to observe what she does or how she does it. Which is why it was such a surprise that I started going into gardening when we moved into our new place. I do admit that I had attempted to care for basil before but that was it – just an attempt – as I lost interest just as soon as I purchased the plant. They say basil does not need much attention, but it still didn’t last long. Read more ›
It’s been a month since we moved to the new place and we’ve been pretty busy sprucing up one area of the lot. This was how it looked. Before we moved in, a truckload of gravel was laid on top of the muddy soil to keep things clean. This is the season of rain and we didn’t want to risk getting our stuff dirty.
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As soon as we made our final decision to stay put in Manila and move to a bigger and quieter space, I immediately thought of giving an old bed a new old look, shabby chic-style. We have one of those iron beds with wooden posts and it literally was the last remaining piece of bedroom furniture that I hadn’t restored yet. Thank heavens for my husband who indulges me!
Armed with an allen wrench, I set out to dismantle our bed and lift the really heavy queen-sized orthopedic mattress. I didn’t really lift it off so much as slide it to the side and push the other side to rest against the wall. I then took the bed pieces downstairs to the open garage and laid them on pieces of packing paper.
I had white spray paint and primer for both wood and metal waiting, as well as sand paper – all bought from Handyman at the Robinsons. The only thing I had forgotten to buy was a mask. Read more ›
Our helper is very simple and has had no education, but is really hardworking and trustworthy. I had learned the hard way not to entrust tasks to her that might prove too complicated, like going to the market.
One morning, she asked me what she would be preparing for lunch like she usually does. I told her to bring out the pork and make adobo. After about 45 minutes, when I asked her how she was doing, she replied, “Ma’am, I’m not sure what happened but the pork turned into beef while it was cooking.”
I couldn’t react because I wasn’t sure if she was joking! It was so ridiculous but I couldn’t bring myself to get angry at her. The look on her face was that of someone who really believed something unnatural had happened. It didn’t occur to her that she must have pulled out the beef from the freezer instead of pork.
That was the first time I tasted beef adobo.
We celebrated our Matriarch’s 80th birthday last August 8 in our hometown of Bacolod City. My ten (10) other siblings came home from the US, Australia and the Middle East so we can all gather again for this special occasion. The last time we were together was in 2006 during Dad’s passing.
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My Mom had been living with us here in Manila for the past 4 years, and she had recently gone back to Bacolod to be in familiar surroundings. With that, we arranged for her things to be shipped as well as her car. 2Go seems to be our only option so we had her stuff shipped last week via sea, and had a booking for her car to be shipped. This is my experience (almost) shipping a vehicle via 2Go.
Typhoon Henry had just left the country, trailing after Glenda, and we found out that another one was coming in named Inday that day. Undaunted, husband and I made our way to Manila North Harbor at Pier 2 to deliver the car. 2Go Rolling Cargo requires that the vehicle to be shipped must be brought to the pier 24 hours before booking. We had already called for booking a week before as advised by their Customer Service people who were very helpful.
We were already familiar with the area as we had gone there at least 4 times before – 3 times to drop off and pickup our helpers who came in from Bacolod, and once when we almost saw the Manila Galleon exhibit (The queue was too long that we decided to just eat at the nearby Shakeys instead. LOL!) .
It was raining on and off but we were thankful that there was ample parking although the entire garage was muddy (“kaka-semento lang po kase”, explained the person there. I did not see how that accounted for the mud but meh). We were already worried about getting home from the pier because there was no public transportation at all from the inside so we would have had to walk a kilometer to exit the area and hail a taxi outside. In the rain! Read more ›