This past weekend was one of the best family vacations we ever had.
We stayed in this exquisite bed & breakfast place called The Coffee Farmhouse where we spent the most amazing weekend. This place reminded me so much of my grandparents’ home in the province which brought back a lot of happy memories of my childhood years. Continue reading “Paradise On Earth – The Coffee Farmhouse”→
I found myself traveling to Pangasinan over the weekend. Solo.
I’ve missed my friend, Sasha, so much that I decided to hop on a bus and take the 5-hour trip to her hometown. She and her adorable little munchkin of a baby recently moved back to her parents’ place in the province. I haven’t seen them for a few months now and I wanted to spend some time with them. Continue reading “Hey Soul Sister”→
I’m not sure if it’s true for everyone but I think the older we get the more we tend to have a carefully curated set of girl friends. Gone are the days when peer pressure dictates that the more girl friends we have, the more popular we are.
Now that I’m in my 30s, I have a small group of girl friends that I choose to invest my time and emotions in. They are the “constants” in my life whether it’s a night out (which rarely ever happens now), catch ups over coffee, lunch dates, milk tea dates or movie dates. It’s great that we have diverse types of personalities but there’s also another thing that binds us – the love for random travels. Continue reading “Random Road Trip Series: Pinto Art Museum, Antipolo Edition”→
The best travels I have had are mostly with my sisters. They’re my bffs, my soulmates.
We can always find a good travel buddy in our acquaintances, friends and office mates but nothing beats family. When traveling with other people, there’s always that risk of running into conflicting travel styles and dealing with attitude problems to some extent. I’m not saying my sisters are perfect travel companions but we can always argue, agree to disagree, and still love each other in the end. LOL. So yes, if there are people I would take all my vacations with – these will be my sisters (and The Husband, baka magselos eh. Hahaha).
It has been a month since James and Nadine have decided to make it official by jumping into the abyss also known as falling in love.
02.11.2016 will forever be etched in my JaDine fan girl heart. LOL.
And it has been almost 3 weeks since James’ big revelation in their JaDine In Love concert in Araneta. I still haven’t fully recovered from that. Whew.
Now, the two (especially James) have become more upfront physically and verbally in expressing their affection towards each other. Here’s a tip, go to Instagram, search for hashtag #JaDine and you’ll see a lot of stolen photos and videos of the two being lovey-dovey to each other. That’s exactly why James convinced Nadine to admit their relationship, so they can be free to say “I love you out loud” and “Hold each other’s hand in public” without being judged that they’re just flirting with each other or being sweet for the sake of their fans.
Please allow me to collect myself first. Inhale. Exhale.
I’m still reeling from too much happiness and “kilig” (that I’m sure every JaDine fan girl has been experiencing since February 20) after that pleasantly surprising big reveal that James (Reid) made in the Big Dome. Sabog lungs at heart naming lahat to say it bluntly.
But first the concert.
My friend and I purchased our JaDine In Love concert tickets in December without knowing what to expect. Honestly, I find the ticket price a little expensive for a local performer (and a first time Araneta performer at that) but who cares, I have embraced this fan girling thing wholeheartedly the last couple of months or so. And The Husband paid for it. It was his birthday gift to me. LOL. Yun yun eh.
We have anticipated for the concert day to finally come, ah those days of agony. We have painstakingly waited for it.
We have contemplated and discussed over and over again about the outfits that we’d be wearing like it’s the most important event in the universe. We even followed the requested color scheme which was to come in either electric blue or hot pink ensemble.
I don’t think I’ll ever find the time these days to sit down and write a comprehensive, extensive review for all the restaurants I have been to recently. Work and life always get in the way. Plus I’ve been too lazy doing other things other than obsessing, stalking and yes, fan girling on JaDine. There I said it. OTWOL is about to end soon so that’ll be the calm after the storm.
I wanted to pull all of my hair out when my first attempt at making leche flan (also known as crème caramel and caramel custard) went kaput.
I felt like I have wasted all of my energy, time and money after tasting my cooked/steamed leche flan.
Well, what are you supposed to do when you find out that the 10 pans of leche flan you have painfully prepared for almost 2 hours taste nothing like the delectable dessert that you’re expecting them to be?
The caramel syrup I was able to perfect. It’s just that the flan’s texture turned out quite fluffy like that of a bread pudding and did not have the creamy, smooth and velvety consistency of a flan.
Throwing them away isn’t an option. I can still vividly remember Pope Francis’ homily about this generation living in a culture of waste. I cringe.
I racked my brain to think of ways on how I can salvage this big culinary booboo. And voila, I instantly thought of making Panna Cotta – an Italian dessert of sweetened heavy cream with gelatin.
I haven’t found any recipe about this dish online. Surprisingly, it is very popular among homegrown Parañaque residents.
It’s a staple dish served in our hometown’s fiesta along with the dessert called Ube halaya. Coincidentally, both are cooked and served using llanera (metal/tin baking pans).
Well, this Llanera dish isn’t so original after all. It’s pretty much like the dish called embutido (Filipino-style meatloaf). The only difference I guess is the use of llanera in cooking it, thus its name. But the fact that it’s not all-original doesn’t diminish its palatability one bit.
I made this dish last Christmas and I’m sharing with you the recipe.
Here are the cooking instructions for one of my favorite Parañaque delicatessen.