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Giving up the ghost
We all have our own special hauntings. An ex, a mistake we once made, and if we’re that unlucky, we get to see those mistakes on a fairly regular basis. We’re all haunted by the past, from simple memories throbbing in our own heads to actual physical embodiments of the decisions we made in the past. I don’t know why I keep turning to the past when I’m confused in the present. I guess it’s just a reflex, the “What the f__k did I do to get to this point in my life” question just keeps popping up in my subconscious every time I have time to think. Usually this…
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A triumphant return to The Chocolate Kiss Cafe and a round of blissful durian from Tito Monching
So after mass on Sunday, we just had to head to Chocolate Kiss to try out the new menu and to really check if that Sunday was a fluke. Of course we had to go, I love the place too much to write it off. So with excitement and a bit of trepidation we ordered. I had the ribs (again), Joannaman had the new Shrimp Aligue Pasta, Mom had the Margerita, Esther had the salisbury steak. We were all pretty happy with our orders, the ribs i got were back to the nice flavorful easy to eat ribs I remember, Joannaman liked the new aligue pasta, albeit she felt the…
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Food trips with the girls…ehem.. boys.
So last week was a slow task week at User Experience. Me being the masochist I am, I browsed my favorite local food blog all those days, which is my own special brand of self-torture. And even if it was Dessert Comes First I found myself craving for a slice of steak. Although I could not afford the place that she went to, (Elbert’s, looks blissful but way above my price range) I went searching for a different place to indulge my craving for a slice of red meat. After a day of research and finding out our salary just came in, we (RC, Kiko, Ren and me) went straight…
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The Borrowed Time theory
Maybe I’ve been single too long, maybe I’ve just been looking at the negative side of relationships too often, or maybe I’m just a freak who takes her friendships too seriously, but the other day I came up with the borrowed time theory while on the way home from work. What is the Borrowed Time Theory? Well it’s this idea of mine that the time our friends spend with us is only borrowed time from their significant others. Like for instance, they can only hang out with friends coz they have no plans with their SO. Or the fact that some people have to “ask permission” from their SO to…
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Happy birthday esther!
Jason, our family pet (he keeps insisting he’s my brother, whatever hahahaha.) Turns 20 today. That’s 20 years of my life i’ll never get back. And why esther? Long story. Just greet the person in the picture if you run into him in the street).
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Overkill
There I stood. Agape at the audacity of what was happening in front of me. I thought, “So this is what pure unalduterated pain feels like”. I don’t know what I did to deserve it. I didn’t know how to react. So I ran. I ran to escape the humiliation of breaking down in public. I hid, as girls often do, in the safe haven of the ladies room as I tried to compose myself. And like a scene from a bad soap opera or a b-movie, I stared at myself in front of the mirror and let the tears flow, cursing my fate. When i could finally breathe without…
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Happy birthday bo!
The princess of Team Gastos who’s half gangsta half diva turns 23 today. Happy birthday! So are we having blueberry cheesecake? hahaha.
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A Greek feast at Cyma
Sunday morning. I had like 2 hours of sleep under my belt. I had to go to mass. With two words, Joannaman perked me up instantly. “Cyma tayo“. I dragged my tired body and even if I wanted to crawl under a rock and wake up the next day, went to mass earlier than I planned (I was planning to just go by myself later in the day) coz of the promise of the lunch after it. See I loved Cyma the first time we went. Clearly evidenced by my blog post found here. And nothing can soothe my tired soul like a good meal. Ordered basically the same things,…
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Has anyone been to the Chocolate Kiss lately?
The Chocolate Kiss Cafe in UP Diliman is one of my favorite haunts. This is clearly evidenced by my former blogposts here and here. It’s quiet. It’s like a hop skip and a jump away from our house. It has simple, unassuming food that’s not too expensive. It has my favorite blueberry cheesecake. But my last visit two Sundays ago with the family had me sorely disappointed at the quality of the food there now. I haven’t gone in a while (like a couple months) and the triumphant return I envisioned was a bitter defeat. I don’t know if they changed the chef, or they’re just using lesser quality ingredients,…
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I’m still figuring all this out (so sue me)
I have not told everyone I know to visit this blog yet. I am still at the stage where I’m figuring things out, and until I have, I will not be linkbuilding, ym-statusing, or anything. Of course I want to debut this blog at its finest and that includes full design and descriptions. And as i am a newbie at this, it’s taking a bit more time to fully comprehend. As is my new job. I’m a little lost and I’m still finding my way, but I’m love it. I love the excitement of learning new things and the idea that I’m going to be more involved in the inner…
