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Went to Todd English Food Hall at SM Aura for one purpose only: dessert binge.
It's all about timing in terms of getting seated immediately, since there's no reservation. We got parked at the salad station after about 20 minutes.
We went big on the desserts, ordering the two most expensive items on the quite limited list-- so limited I can practically name them all. No stretch there since you only have the OMG, S'mores, Bunt cake and cookies in different flavors. And did I mention half the list wasn't available that night. Hence, our order.
On the OMG, it was just that. OMG, is that it? OMG, I paid almost 500 pesos ($10-$11) for this small serving? OMG, it's sickeningly sweet; like a fudge twinkie that got drunk on itself.
As for the s'mores, it was a wtf moment for me. Sorry. They should rename it Smeared, as my friend put it. The burnt mallow (yes, like they just used an equivalent to one piece) was stroked thinly on the plate, separated from the supposed s'mores- ice cream stuck between hard ass cookies. Hey, the Eskimo pie called. It wants you to stop mocking it.
Sure, I get the whole putting your own spin on things, deconstructed, stylized, expensive/rich ingredients. But if these two are or will be your signature desserts, ngek.
Went to the Visayas for a calendar shoot last year. Oh, the things we do for work...taking the good with the bad. And this was good.
Getting a dose of the greens
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Thought I'd go see what the man on the moon was up to on a Monday night.
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Europe 2013: Vienna
The third destination on our road trip, I wouldn't mind going back to Vienna. This was where the weather really cooperated, and I ended up getting a good tan.
Personally, the charm of this city lies in its balance of old and new, which won't exactly hit you at once.
I initially thought that the place seemed too metro compared to Prague and Krakow - a lot of vehicles and all kinds of transportation happening all at the same time. Once I got over the irritating street noise (and because I was just dead tired sitting for six hours in the car), the lack of air-conditioning in the hotel room with door-size open windows was actually a luxury for me.
Most of the time, I don't really take public transportation here in Manila anymore - not because I'm a snob, but it's just not a practical choice for me. That is why, every opportunity I got to stand inside the train or bus during my vacation, I relished. For someone who lives in a place where road conditions might require shock therapy for tourists, Vienna's public transport system is just amazing. The I-got stuck-in-traffic shtick here will never fly with anyone here--not even with the dogs. Although, I must say that the people who drive here (compared to those in Germany, at least) are a bit on the crazy side...just like home.
Just seeing the museums here made me want to hurl. At some point, your brain will just stop processing the sights - nakakasukang nakakainis na. Kayo na ang mayaman.
This country is rich -- in history, culture, and yes, literally. Despite all these, or may be because of these, the people are quite amiable and unassuming; yet you know they're a bongga nation. I won't lie--you need continuous cash flow to enjoy life here. In my case, it's called siraan ng buhay! Balik-dukha until the next time.
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Europe 2013: Prague
After getting off from hours on the autobahn, we had our fair share of getting frustratingly LOST thanks to Jack the GPS. People, a big labelled map is always a good idea. After learning how currency exchanges worked (the hard way) in this part of the world, we headed out to the usual it places, starting with the national museum. A real hodge-podge of cultures. I honestly couldn't tell off the bat who were the locals. All I know is that the women loved their eyeliners. Like, God forbid you didn't have any lines drawn on your lids. Suzanah (at least that's how she said it) was our tour guide for the six-hour walk. Yes, I thought it was just an exaggeration. So wrong. It was indeed that long. She did take us to the good spots and got an education out of it. If you ever find yourself in the area and fancy a walking tour, look her up.
The next few days were spent getting lost (figuratively and literally) among the bazillions of churches and castles that I thought my brain cells were just going to pop from too much information.
Everything seemed so pretty, like you felt like stupidly hugging a tree just because. You'd actually start hating on any structure that didn't look old (ahem Intercontinental, station tower). Except for one or two jerks that walked like they had tentacles for arms, everything else was on cue.
I was so caught up with being a "responsible" adult and working the daily grind that I actually forgot that going to Prague was on my imaginary bucket list. I only remembered this thought on the flight home.
Europe 2013: Germany
Waited two years to get a decent vacation from work. I didn't care where it was, I just wanted at least more than a week's worth of doing "nothing" in a different place. Well, I got my wish, but this was one trip where I just literally went. No research nor googling of the "best" places to visit or where to eat, or any of that to raise my expectations of this part of Europe.
Ended up taking more than a thousand images, half of which I couldn't figure out why they exist in my camera in the first place. Damn the digital age, sometimes...
Left to the powers that be (my German aunt, that is), we ended up in places where Asian tourists are a rarity. Maybe it was off season, not sure. All I know is that I have never felt more foreign in my entire life than I did on this trip. English, the usual fallback on any international trip, didn't do much jack this time. Totally new experience. And it was worth it.
The itch is back...
I was looking for some "old" photos and came across a few from my trip to Bangkok. Looking at each, it reminded me that it's been 4 years since I really took the time to take some photos (attempted in earnest at least). I've had other travels since then, but was never really compelled to point -- even the important moments. I feel those deserve the privacy of our cherished memories.
It's probably time again, but the question this time is where to
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What I do on my down time: good ol’ fashioned letter writing.