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Iloilo Food Photo Dump

Once in a while, I browse through my phone’s photo gallery to free some space. Boom, there they were… pictures of damn good Ilonggo food.

1. Jo’s Inato

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Mang Inasal is second. Jo’s is always number one. Aside from their paa, their iwi (chicken butt or whatever they call it) is my favorite. They also have the best garlic rice in town. Generous servings, beautiful aroma, friendly and accommodating staff, and mouth-watering barbeque. That’s Jo’s Inato.

2. Freddy’s Bar and Restaurant

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Caesar’s Salad. Freddy’s Special Pizza. Steak. Loaded Potato Skin.

Freddy’s is an American-style bar and restaurant located in Sarabia Manor Hotel. This is probably our barkada’s favorite resto because of it’s cozy atmosphere. We love the couches, the dim lights, and our staple cheesy loaded potato skin. Unfortunately,it doesn’t have that much cheese and bacon these days. Nevertheless, we’re still loyal to Freddy’s!

3. Greenoz Pizza

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One former Korean student told me before that Iloilo is so unusual because our food is either too small or too big. Whatever, Jenny.

We have the biggest burgers and the biggest pizzas, not to mention the huge cups and saucers at Stuckers. Before watching 47 Ronin last January, my cousins and I enjoyed this 4-flavored pizza at Greenoz. I have to mention, you’ll surely get what you paid for with the toppings. In addition, there’s fresh air and you also get to watch people walking and jogging at Esplanade on the other side.

I miss you, Iloilo! :)

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A Birthday Bolt from the Blue

For a reason that I myself don’t know, I stopped being eager in celebrating my birthday since college ended. I even hide my birthday from social media. But you see, my birthday is not only special to me but to my parents as well. I had a pretty dramatic entrance in this world, from conception to birth so as hard as I try not to appear to lots of Facebook timelines, my parents always make it a point to let everyone know that I was an answered prayer, their prize for patience.

For this year, I planned to have a chill night with my girlfriends in Makati, at home. We had a cheesy night, literally. We had meaty omelet, cheesy tortillas, my favorite Spicy Cheezy junk food, and two bottles of liquid sedative (lol) that we didn’t finish because we’re not that hardcore. We jammed along subtle guitar strumming and danced with the strobe light app until the break of dawn.

My brother woke me up so early with a phone call on Sunday morning then came a flood of Facebook wall posts, Instagram collages, text messages, and phone calls from other family members. It was the day of the long-awaited Pacquiao-Bradley fight. Family members in Iloilo gathered in my Aunt’s house again for lunch. My mother posted a photo with a cake. I had a cake, I thought. My day was already complete.

Earlier last week, my cousin invited me for dinner on Sunday night because another cousin came from Iloilo. We planned to meet at Landmark around 7pm. My friends said they’ll be attending mass in Greenbelt too but they took so long to get ready that I decided to go ahead. I met my cousins at Landmark and they were teasing me that I should pay for dinner that night but I said I was broke. They just laughed and we proceeded to Greenbelt where they planned to dine.

At the entrance of Seafood Island, I took out my phone to take a picture of the menu because I was thinking of blogging it. Then I saw another cousin in a table and  thought that it was a coincidence, him also dining in the same restaurant. When I look beside him, I saw another cousin then my aunt, then my uncle, more family members. Then they all sang Happy Birthday as I approached the table. I was really confused. Then came my friends with a cake. It took a long time for me to process everything. That it was a surprise and darn it because no one was answering who the mastermind was.

Then my cousin got her laptop out, signed in on Skype. Then I realized that everybody pranked me. They knew since last week but I was clueless!

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I don’t know how to thank each family member here in Manila and in Iloilo. I’m so overwhelmed. Gosh, I love surprises. Now I know how it feels like to be that clueless!

To my parents, if only I can wrap you in my arms right now.. you’ll know how grateful I am for having you both. Same goes to my three young rascals who never fail to make me feel loved. You didn’t have to give me a gift, you know. I really appreciate it! Papa, argh… :’) Thank you. Thank you so much.

There’s a lot to thank for but above all, I thank You for giving me the gift of family.

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Ayala Triangle: Kanin Club

Looking for a place to bring your foreign friends here in Makati? Take them to Kanin Club in Ayala Triangle Gardens. Aside from the wide selection of delectable Filipino dishes, the place also gives a nice feel of Filipino culture.

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Here’s a view of the facade. The interiors are like that of traditional Filipino houses and cathedrals. It’s also full of Filipino art and paintings which makes it homey, warm, and comfortable. Exactly what most people feel when visiting a Filipino home.

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This window is so pretty. It makes me imagine a girl opening it to listen to a boy doing a harana.

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To see the full menu, click here

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The restaurant’s name itself expresses Filipino culture. Kanin (rice) is something Filipinos cannot live without. It’s as staple as kimchi or bread for other cultures. Some Filipinos try the no-rice diet but I, for one, feel like I cannot live a day without it. Well, it might be because it’s good source of energy.

I was with my cousins and one future cousin that night a few days before their wedding day. The place was perfect especially that I was with people that resemble a home. :)

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In the Dark

Others deem their lack of degree as a barrier to getting a career while I, on the other hand, sometimes believe that my own degree closes a lot of doors to better opportunities.

Three years into this habit of regretting, I still find myself in the darkness. A month ago, I heard a friend say that three years of being a nurse still doesn’t make one sure of where he’s headed. When nurses get together, you’ll overhear most of us say that we’re in the same page. I never thought that being one can be a reason for rejection.

Don’t get me wrong. I love my profession. I love caring for my patients but I didn’t know that being one can be so limiting. If it wasn’t a trend back then and all of us who believe that we are brilliant in something else pursued a career which truly fit us, then we could have been settled and happier right this early in each of our lives.

But mind you, this may not be true for all. Some endure being a nurse because they believe that they can be good at it as they are not in other aspects. Maybe some stay in the profession because they still do not know what and where they want to be. As Tesha the Great had said, it’s only a matter of perspective. If you are not happy now, you actually have many options and it’s not too late to do what you really want to do. I believe so too, it’s always up to you to look into the many options this world can offer.

For me, though, the most frustrating part is that my parents spent around P50,000 per semester for my four years in college. Talking about a failed investment. Ugh.

To my fellow nurses who are also in the dark, may we all not give up. Do not give up due to exhaustion or overfatigue, that is if you’re working in the hospital. Endure the eye bags, pressure, and the long wait before the green pastures. To those who choose to divert from the profession, do not give up because if you love what you’re doing, it wouldn’t be long before you can finally be where you’ve always wanted to be.

Now, I’ll leave you with a beautiful quote from Twitter:

“What hurts you blesses you. Darkness is your candle.” – Rumi

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Shaw Boulevard, Mandaluyong: Project Pie

For girls who are trying hard to lose weight for summer, a cheat day is a once in a blue moon delight especially if you coercively skip meals to force yourself to get skinny. Jokes. Of course, I’m just exaggerating so we have an excuse for splurging on a plate of pizza.

We set out to the nearest Project Pie branch to try what lots of netizens are raving about.

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The girls and I with our own projects. Photo grabbed from Jolly.

First off, we give 10 thumbs up for their interiors. It’s cozy and minimal which makes you concentrate more on the food and the people you’re with.

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Haha. Sorry about the distorted man.

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Here’s the menu. You can customize your pizza for P285.

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First, you can choose between olive oil or red sauce as your base. Then your cheeses and other toppings. They have a very wide selection and you can pick out as much as you can as long as it doesn’t end up being too thick that the crust won’t be cooked well.

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Take a look at our project pies!

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For my pizza, I picked out all the cheeses. You know, mozarella and three others that I can’t remember. As most of you know, I am a meat lover so I chose pepperoni, chicken strips, bacon strips, ground pork, and beef crumbs, I think? Then I had it sprinkled with chili powder. Yum!

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At first I thought the pizza plate was too small and four slices ain’t enough for my hungry tummy but I ended up saving the last slice for breakfast the next day.

Before I forget to mention, the crew was very friendly and accommodating too, even joking when we asked for something.

I loved Project Pie and there’s no doubt that I’ll be back for another project when I get to have some extra money, that is.

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Check out their store hours and the photobomber right there.

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