bak-kut-teh
This is my first attempt to cook Bak-Kut-Teh (Pork Bone Tea Soup) in its simplest form using a tea bag mix my friend from Singapore gave…
This is my first attempt to cook Bak-Kut-Teh (Pork Bone Tea Soup) in its simplest form using a tea bag mix my friend from Singapore gave…
Fantasy dream role of any “different” 12 year olds who knows exactly what he/she wants. Adults may learn a thing or two here about love. It…
When I found out about your day,
I had the grinnest grin and a sheepish smile
You are one year closer to my figure
A maneuver, though uncertain of your age
My parallel thoughts configures.
I did a random visit to an art gallery last Thursday. Thanks to the same day, late afternoon invite of Dino, a DJ friend from Cebu.…
My fascination for incorporating rondalla instruments in proper recordings of The Camerawalls was put to a test once more with two contrasting projects. This time I used the Banduria and Octavina separately.
A quiet day at home in Bulacan with family enjoying late lunch and dinner talks with servings of fruits (watermelon, star apples, bananas), “Totsong Bangus” (Milkfish in Fermented Soy Cakes) and “Tortang Talong” (Eggplant Omelette). I was hoping it will rain to somehow quell the heat outside. Strangely, it always rain on Good Friday on my side of town (as it did last night half past midnight).
Good thing it didn’t or I won’t be able to take some photos of the traditional Baliuag Holy Week procession that happens yearly every Holy Wednesday and Good Friday. As a kid I always marveled at the larger than life carrozas of mostly tableaux from the ministry, passion and death of Christ. Sometimes I join the procession walking behind the float of Maria Salome (a venerated follower of Jesus), lighted candle in hand.