When I was little, the old Magnolia Ice Cream House along Aurora Boulevard was, without a doubt, the happiest place on earth. No other place to my mind came close.
The ice cream shop, which sat on a sprawling, green lawn next door to a concrete building that housed the plant where the ice cream [...]
I could smell garlic in my breath, which I didn’t mind. When you’re ten years old you don’t obsess about such things. Besides, I felt like I was on top of the world, on the front seat of a jeepney flying at full speed with the cold wind against my face and the taste of [...]
I could hear nothing but the clinking of the spoon against the glass. The sound filled the kitchen as much as the heat of the afternoon did. A strength-sapping kind of heat. I stirred in a spoonful of sugar then added cubes of ice. The clinking continued. Spoon against the ice. Ice against the glass.
The quiet click of the rice cooker is music to my ears. It is unassuming, almost unnoticeable unless, of course, you wait for the flip of the switch with steadfast anticipation, like I always do. The click heralds good news. It means the rice is ready. The meal can now commence. The meal is now [...]
You would’ve loved the weather here yesterday. Sunny with only wisps of white clouds in the sky. Ninety on the patio. It was so hot we decided it was hot enough for the pool. I know you think we’re nuts to swim this time of the year. Almost seventy isn’t really too chilly. [...]
A spoonful of strawberry jam is all I want.
But not just any kind of strawberry jam, mind you. Not one of those that taste more sugar than fruit. Nor one of those with balsamic vinegar, lavender, or what have you.
This time of the year — when it’s spring here in California and [...]
Poppy and Pansy. Lily and Daisy. Tulip and Lotus. I am so excited for you to meet the new addition to our heritage flock. They are settling in nicely in their brooder box, in their new home, pecking and peeping charmingly in between naps. A baby chick literally falling asleep on her feet is the [...]
How did I not know about bagon de gata?
How did I miss out on this Zamboangueño sawsawan?
Bagon is Chavacano for bagoong. Chavacano is the creole language spoken in Zamboanga, based heavily on Spanish. Bagon de gata is bagoong alamang, or salt-cured shrimp, simmered in gata, or coconut [...]
It’s one of those rare days when there’s absolutely nothing on my plate. It feels odd actually. I am not fumbling around like a mad man like most days. The day feels unhurried. For once I feel am ahead. I am on top of everything. There’s time to sit in the sun with a book. [...]
I propped my camera up against a nest of beach towels I crafted on the picnic table. It was a silver point-and-shoot, a present he gave me for Christmas. I framed the photograph with him standing on the beach, blocking the sun that was about to set behind the peaks, casting a long shadow on [...]
- The Scent of Garlic
- How to Make Skillet Calamansi Bars
- The Ritual of Cooking Rice
- How to Make Strawberry Shortcake
- How to Make Good Shepherd-Style Strawberry Jam
- Meet Our Flower Girls
- Z is for Zamboanga and How to Make Bagon de Gata
- How to Make Goldilocks Taisan (Filipino Sponge Loaf Cake)
- How to Make Fish Sarciado
- How to Make Calamansi and Lemongrass Roasted Chicken
- How to Make Sinigang na Hipon sa Sampalok (Shrimp Tamarind Soup)