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[Title] => A Tuesday at Ciçou
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[Title] => Ain’t no high and lo’ no more in Boracay
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Every time my Darleng walks on Boracay sand, she gushes that God must love Filipinos so much He gave us the best beach in the world. I have collected sand from all the beaches I’ve visited here and abroad — 42 and counting. (I know, I know, I can hear the environmentalists protesting.) It’s not much really, just a fistfull each time, which I place in antique medicine bottles when I get home. They are really quite a sight and precious to me.
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[Title] => It’s a small world after all
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One hot afternoon, I couldn’t stay indoors due to the oppressive heat since we don’t have air condi-tioning in our house except in our bedrooms. I put down my paint-brush and invited my Darleng to step outside with me for a quick shower from the garden hose. As we got ourselves wet, I intentionally watered my bonsais, too, to save on water. We talked about the alarming global weather changes. She suggested that we should live on some other planet instead.
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[Title] => Make ours Italian
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Darleng and I have been doing food reviews together for the past seven years – or is has it been. Without fail, we come home full and bursting at the waist. At times, we are even tipsy. We always walk away from the dining table holding hands, like a very-much-in-love couple in the mood for tête-à-tête. Our lady friends often end up teasing us.
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[Title] => Wining, dining, Darleng
[Summary] => I am often asked why I am always with my Darleng. Is it me who tags along with her on her lakad or the other way around?
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[Title] => Manila loves the Peninsula Bangkok’s chef Sumalee
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I met this beautiful chinky-eyed Thai lady chef in one of our trips to Bangkok.
For three years now, I enjoy a sametime, next-year love affair with her – food affair is more like it. And my Darleng doesn’t mind a bit at all. She even comes with me every time I go to see her. Am I not one lucky guy?
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[Title] => One fine dinner
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It was not just a fine dinner, but a very fine evening, too. It started with fine weather, with the cool January breeze greeting us as we got off the car. We then stepped into a very fine house somewhere in Ayala Alabang. It was Mary Ann’s and my second time to be in the Yuchengco house, and like the first time, Mary Ann gasped at how orderly and clean the house was. There was not even a slight clutter in sight whatsoever. The floor looked so clean even Mr. Monk, our favorite TV detective, would lie down on it.
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People in Manila who have no time to go to the province or have no province to trace their roots to will have to contend themselves with what my wife Mary Ann often calls mestizo (hilaw or half-cooked) food. Even during my carefree days at UP Diliman during the 1970s, I remember my classmates turning green with envy every Friday afternoon when I’d go home to Pampanga for the weekend. "Buti ka pa, meron kang inuuwian na probinsiya," they’d sigh wishfully.
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[Title] => Which came first: the wine or the food?
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It was a grand wine-pairing dinner held recently at the ballroom of New World Hotel. Mary Ann and I joined a table of food writers. They were already on their second wine, not counting the cocktails that we missed. We were seven in all around the table: one respectable food editor, let’s call her Madame M; one so-called wine connoisseur, let‘s call him Master G; one young pretty lady who seems to know it all, and let‘s call her Pretty C; one quiet photographer, let‘s call him Mr.
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[ColumnID] => 136103
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[Title] => Ain’t no high and lo’ no more in Boracay
[Summary] => Every time my Darleng walks on Boracay sand, she gushes that God must love Filipinos so much He gave us the best beach in the world. I have collected sand from all the beaches I’ve visited here and abroad — 42 and counting. (I know, I know, I can hear the environmentalists protesting.) It’s not much really, just a fistfull each time, which I place in antique medicine bottles when I get home. They are really quite a sight and precious to me.
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One hot afternoon, I couldn’t stay indoors due to the oppressive heat since we don’t have air condi-tioning in our house except in our bedrooms. I put down my paint-brush and invited my Darleng to step outside with me for a quick shower from the garden hose. As we got ourselves wet, I intentionally watered my bonsais, too, to save on water. We talked about the alarming global weather changes. She suggested that we should live on some other planet instead.
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Darleng and I have been doing food reviews together for the past seven years – or is has it been. Without fail, we come home full and bursting at the waist. At times, we are even tipsy. We always walk away from the dining table holding hands, like a very-much-in-love couple in the mood for tête-à-tête. Our lady friends often end up teasing us.
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[Title] => Manila loves the Peninsula Bangkok’s chef Sumalee
[Summary] => I met this beautiful chinky-eyed Thai lady chef in one of our trips to Bangkok.
For three years now, I enjoy a sametime, next-year love affair with her – food affair is more like it. And my Darleng doesn’t mind a bit at all. She even comes with me every time I go to see her. Am I not one lucky guy?
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[Title] => Which came first: the wine or the food?
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