It’s not yet final, but for now, the new campaign slogan for the Department of Tourism is “Pilipinas, Kay Ganda.” I’m not saying it’s wrong, I’m not saying it’s stupid, I’m not saying it’s pangit or whatever. I’m being gentle. It’s a matter of execution, DOT Undersecretary Enteng Romano says, but that’s just it: it’s […]
Category: Food and Travel
It’s like the medieval Great Hall, Filipino Style: with all the sweetness and the sourness of the Filipino attitude, and those hotdogs decorated with marshmallows, skewered on halved cabbage heads. The Filipino buffet, to me, has almost always taken a rather familiar route. I’m not talking about hotel buffets or all-you-can-eat specials at restaurants, but […]
She never liked them, she never had, She doesn’t eat red eggs and scad. Will she try them, just one piece? A vegetarian is what she is. Will she buy them just because, so she’ll understand our market laws? No, Sam-I-Am, not today; she won’t buy ’em anyway. Would she have them here, or there? […]
By the way: over at Anthology, my Project 365 is haiku. The six-hour bus trip from Baguio to Manila is rather routine and uneventful; no accidents, the occasional bratty child, and a teenager with motion sickness vomiting barbecued hotdog, iced tea, and gastric juices out into a plastic bag. With my iPod drained for the […]
I ended the week at Chowking, where I had a bowl of chao fan, a couple of fried dumplings, and some pork tofu. Day Five of eating anything and everything related to street dimsum, I think a dinner of Chinese fastfood is a good way to cap it all off; dimsum a’la carte, street siomai, […]
My Lakbayan grade is C+! How much of the Philippines have you visited? Find out at Lakbayan! Created by Eugene Villar. Yeah, I made up my mind to finally get to tagging wherever I’ve been on Eugene’s app. On with the entry.
By all means, it wasn’t gourmet noodle soup. The noodles were still kind of crisp and starchy inside, and there was very little in the way of sahog (save for a tiny bit of shredded cabbage, carrots, and crispy fried garlic bits) The broth was probably made of chicken bones, boiled with water and bouillon […]
Why I like workshops: nameplates. Yeah, I’m Michael Scofield with all them paper cranes. Time for some bad photos from a lazybones traveller.
Memories keep a city going. Like radio station jingles. I love to rope my cattle, ride my horses And dust off my old black boots. I love to see the sun when it comes up And sings its country tune. Where my music plays on, Magic 99.9… Baguio City. From the mountains, I feel a […]