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Taco Salad con Janey

Friday, January 25th, 2008

2 Kilos Ground Beef
1 Kilo Pork Rinds
4 Cans Bottom Mushroom [diced]
12 pieces Tomato [diced]
12 pieces Red Bell Pepper [diced]
12 pieces Green Bell Pepper [diced]
2 pieces Red Onion [diced]
2 pieces White Onion [diced]
6 pieces Cooked Chicken Nugget [diced]
2 blocks QBB Cheddar Cheese [grated]
1 cup Sour Cream
3 Cloves Garlic [minced]
3 Cloves Garlic [diced]
Olive Oil
Parmesan Cheese [grated], Pepper to taste

Sauté ground beef and pork rinds with minced garlic in olive oil in a pan. Cook until dark brown. Drain excess oil. Set aside.

Sauté stemmed and diced mushroom with minced and diced garlic in olive oil in a pan. Cook until brown. Drain excess oil. Set aside.

Cook diced tomato [6 pieces] in olive oil with minced garlic in low heat. Add diced green and red bell peppers [6 pieces each.] Set aside.

Marinate cooked ground beef and pork rinds in hot sauce and pepper and parmesan cheese to desired taste.

Toss in a serving container all ingredients –the ground beef, pork rinds, mushroom, green and red bell pepper, tomato, onion, chicken nugget, cheddar cheese [layered].

Pour sour cream on taco salad. Serve with fried tortillas or nacho chips.

Best Comfort Food Ever! Cooked with labor and sprinkled with love.

Taco Salad

Hospicio De San Jose

Friday, January 25th, 2008

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December 2007, Bubba and I started this small Christmas project intended for the street kids. As part of our initiative to give back the blessings, we decided to share the blessings by handing out loot bags for the less fortunate kids loitering on the streets. We spent one whole Sunday afternoon personally filling up the loot bags. It was such a fun activity watching Kung Fu Hustle and bonding while being so productive. Aside from the goodies that were inside the bag, we had little prayers included too. (Album: http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/236/06_1223-_Project_1_Goody_Bag_for_Kids )

Not only did we share the bags to the kids in the Metro. During an out-of-town trip, we also gave out these goody bags to the kids in the rural areas and it was such a lifting experience to see the big smiles brightening the youngsters’ faces. This year was a little different for me. Mid-year, I had started planning out another charity project. This time it was for the kids at White Cross. I really love kids and corny as it sounds, they are the source of hope for the future –especially in a world where people tend to have less and less of a moral backbone. It is a fantastic feeling to be in the company of innocence. Unfortunately, that mid-year project I planned out was put on hold. The holiday season this year went by like a breeze. I didn’t even get to sniff it. I didn’t feel the Holiday was approaching much this year.

Fortunately for me I was given a chance to feel the Christmas spirit and the joy of loving and giving during a day spent in Hospicio de San Jose. Thanks to Sarah Ching aka Sarge for making me a part of this.

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December 29, 2007. Everyone woke up early on a Saturday to prepare for a day with the elderly. Bubba and I met up with Sarah and friends at SM Manila. It was a day full of activities, sharing and playing games, organized for Lolo and Lola. (Album: http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/322/07_1229-_Hospicio_de_San_Jose) There were actually more Lolos and Lolas than the volunteers but we were able to manage. Sarah and I were in the same group, which is group #5, while Bubba was part of group #1. I was so elated to win “Know your Lolo/Lola” game for Lola Bernadette, which got her a big basket of fruits. On the other hand, Bubba won an award for the Model Volunteer and I am really proud that out of maybe 30 volunteers, he bagged that one without even knowing there was such recognition. He totally deserves it because unbeknown to everyone, he had the eyeglasses of Lolo Victor fixed. He went back to Hospicio early on a weekday to pay lolo a visit and return his eyewear.

Grimace Belt

Thursday, January 24th, 2008

My Bubba was promoted to purple belt last Nov. 10 during the DEFTAC BJJ clinic in WAP. Too bad I was not able to witness it but I’m very proud of my Bubba for getting promoted. Since then, he’s been supporting his blue belt because he still didn’t have the actual purple belt… so I decided to order one and surprise him =)


After three weeks of not having a purple belt when you needed one, I planned out a small surprise at the Red Corner Gym, Intercontinental Hotel, Makati, where we always go for boxing and fitness.

When he went to change in the lockers, I immediately sneaked out of the girl’s lockers and hurried to the BJJ area. Atty. Erwin helped me place the sign and belt at the top of the speedball thingy since I was too small to reach it. I snuck back to the lockers to get the camera. When I came out, he already saw it and I totally missed his reaction. Good thing he was beaming when I saw him. He was supposed to do some chores first before getting the purple belt but he got too excited… well, he did the tasks on the task card which were 30 push-ups, 30 crunches nonstop, 3 cartwheels, 5 minutes in the treadmill with speed 10 (he didn’t do this!) 20 claps then shout “Yay! I have my grimace belt!”

Mini-Jane, is that me?

Wednesday, January 23rd, 2008

For my birthday last year, Bubba got me a Zara top (which he complains that I never wear) and a Mini-Me display figure.  Bubba pre-ordered the figurine from Mini-Me and had them create a small version of me in my famous pout-y face.  I’m not totally banked that it looks like me but they did a swell impression of the photo Bubba provided. 

This might be a cute idea for those who want to give out a unique Valentine gift.  The caricature mini-dolls make great remembrances of people and special moments that you want captured in clay and high-quality resin material.  You can even place it on top of a big Red cake!

Mini Jane

Mini-Me, Is that You?

SM MegaMall
984-6010, 09225050986

www.minimeisthatyou.com.

Flashback: Ice Age 2: The Meltdown

Saturday, January 19th, 2008

April 6, 2006.  I was so excited to catch Ice Age 2 as soon as it was released in theaters since the first installment really made me a big fan.  Watching the reruns now on Star Movies still makes me laugh.  Anyway, Christian, Theo, Kara, Marc, Chai, Mejie, Tim and me decided to watch the 2nd installment together at Greenbelt 3.  The movie started at 6pm.

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You think you tend to lower your expectations on comeback movies but Ice Age 2: The Meltdown was as hilarious as the first one!!!   I remember an Ice Cream meltdown after the movie.  There was free ice cream after the movie but Marc’s ice cream fell so I had to give him mine.  Everyone enjoyed the free ice cream since it was from Fruits in Ice Cream (as far as my memory goes). I had the bright idea of forcing everyone to play the Trivia Mania at Timezone courtesy of my Gold card haha.  And so, we played.  Chris had the lowest score!!! 

But walking towards Timezone while chatting with Tee Dee who was behind me, I clung to what I thought was SE’s arm.  Christian started laughing.  I looked at the person beside me and shrieked when I saw that it was somebody else!  It was a middle-aged dad holding the hand of his kid on his right while I was comfortably clinging to his left arm.

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With a tiny voice, I said sorry and hurried to Timezone while the rest of the group was howling in laughter behind me. 

What a boo-boo!!!  I hope I didn’t scare the kid causing a permanent damage.  Chris kept teasing me about squealing.  I did not squeal.  Everyone started teasing me that I was a home wrecker. 

Album: http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/97/Movie_Group_Date 

At the Beginning

Saturday, January 19th, 2008

Some time 2002 was the first time I met Christian.  It was at Red Corner Gym, World Center Building along Dela Costa Street.  I was in a 2-year relationship with someone else then.  SE (Someone Else) introduced me to him while he was doing stretches inside the boxing ring.  He was actually doing yoga stretches while looking over the Yoga class conducted by Robert Dario in the dance area.  I found it pretty funny and weird.  Then I forgot about him.

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During my 5th visit at the gym, a few of the other guys from the same team were introduced to me including Chris again.  I forgot that we were introduced before.  SE mentioned that was already the second time I met him.  I looked inquisitively at him and asked when was the first time.  He told me.  “Oh the yoga man,” I claimed.  I’m very poor with names and faces, especially guys because they barely interest me at all.  Since then I baptized that tall Chinese guy as “Yoga man.”  Whenever SE retold stories about grappling class and mentioned people’s names, I had to recount by association.  “Chris… Chris?  Oh!  Yoga guy.”

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(2002. We hung out by the steps of the building for a while after their grappling class)

In 2004, I had a birthday party (http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/28/Cushees_Birthday_Bash) where my different groups of friends were present –including Deftac and Max3d groups.  At this point, I remember Chris as Chris, who has become a friend from Deftac.  That night was a whirlwind as I saw my old barkada from St. Peter and former officemates from PS.  A friend from the Max3d group, Chie, whispered that she finds the tall Chinese guy cute and was developing a major crush on the guy.  “Oh, Christian.”  I said we a smile.  “I think he’s single.”  I initiated an introduction between the two.  December of that year, Chie was with me when SE and I attended Makati gym’s Christmas party held at Mark Nep’s place (http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/26/Makati_Gym_DEFTAC).  It was the second time they saw each other.  I was surprised though that at the end of the night, the two looked pretty cozy.  I kept giving Chie the eye and shaking my head.  I kept giving Chris the eye and shaking my head. 

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I was out of the loop when the two dated briefly.  When that went sour, I was thrust in the middle of it with Chie sharing the story with me.  Chris also called me to talk.  I didn’t try to quell any fire since I make introductions and that’s that.  What happens after introduction does not fall under my responsibility.  I was there for both to listen.

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After that incident, my friendship with Chris obviously stepped up a notch.  He definitely got a lot more comfortable teasing me at the gym.  January 2005 finds SE and me at Chris’ birthday party at Rack’s El Pueblo and I see his happy face with girls flocked around him.  I was shaking my head in my head thinking that this guy does get around.  Much to our chagrin, an impromptu fight between two clashing men brewed in the party.  A few days after, CW called me asking for my opinion on a certain issue.

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(CW Bday at Rack’s in 2005)

I like acronyms and initials and used to label photos with people’s initials.  Since CW is long when pronounced, CW became C-dub for short.  He never got why I called him C-dub in my entries and photo captions until he asked me several months after.  There were several “ladies” stories after (maybe one that includes a celeb).   I got wind that C-dub was seeing someone from the gym.  It was hush hush at first but it all came out in the open after a while.  CW introduced me to her… Tee Dee.  Tee Dee became my friend.  Initially started with chats at the gym, dinners after gym, and meetings outside gym like dinners, premieres, movies (http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/97/Movie_Group_Date), etc (http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/77/Eurostar).  Soon I was beside her during C-dub’s 3rd appearance in URCC (http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/65/9-10_December_2005).  December 18, 2005, URCC VII: The Art of War held at Araneta Coliseum.  Tee Dee endeared herself to me and our friendship became tighter than my friendship with C-dub’s.

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February 1, 2006 was my flight to Japan for a nearly 1-month study tour sponsored by the Japanese Embassy.  My return to Manila realized a 5-year relationship about to fall out.  Regardless of my detached feelings, SE and I were in the process of working it out.

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Tee Dee and I set out a plan to go out of town.  We saw ourselves at Puerto Galera with the group enjoying the long break of Holy Week in 2006 (http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/110/13-15_April_2006).  It was such a fun week at Puerto Galera even I fell in the bathroom and gashed both my hands.

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Trouble brewed in June between the two.  They broke up and it was a mutual decision.  Tee Dee cried over my shoulder.  I carried her over the months she was struggling.  I rushed to her each time she called.  She was crying everyday and I felt her pain to the point that I started to feel anger towards CW.  In August, she met someone and the tears stopped coming.  I finally saw a bouncing smile from her again.  Calls of 5 times a day decreased to twice a day.  Calls were not stricken with sadness anymore but with a chirpy voice of revival, updating me on her new found love.

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Much of a blow was when CW started calling and getting dibs on how Tee Dee was doing.  I wasn’t going to give any information as I was on Tee Dee’s side.  I didn’t like his calls since I was still angry over the hurt that my girl friend felt.  I told Tee Dee about CW’s thoughts of getting back with her.  Tee Dee told me to tell him that it was over.  She embarked on a new journey already when he came knocking again.  The situation turned and suddenly, he was the one in pieces. 

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SE and I attended the birthday party of Tee Dee where the new guy cooked the whole dinner.  CW kept bugging me through SMS having me relay his messages to Tee Dee.  SE, Tee Dee and I were reading his texts.  It was depressing because this was the time he was hurting.  Tee Dee then told me, “Jane, take care of Christian now.  You’ve taken care of me the past few months.  I have moved on.  He needs you more than I do right now.  I think it is best that you be there for him this time around.”   

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Towards mid-September and after months of “trying” since March, SE and I decided to end our relationship.  My 5 years and 8 months relationship with SE sputtered its last ember.  It ended with a good last talk by the pool.  Interestingly, SE told CW to take care of me.  After a break-up, I always advise my girlfriends to take up a new hobby.  Mine was Project Move Out.  I decided to try living on my own so I maintained a condo unit in Makati for a while. 

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Over the course of the months spending time with Chris, hanging out and talking, we came to know each other in depth.  He’d give me a ride to the gym after work.  We’d casually go see a movie together or have dinner.  We’d chat over YM.  We were friends being friends.  I took the time to date others.  He started seeing this girl he met.  I’ve grown pretty rusty at holding a conversation interesting since I haven’t dated in a pretty long time.  I was on different dates –some were funny, while others were totally forgettable.  There were two that I measured my interests with.  In spite of this, my friendship/connection with Christian started to stand out the most at the end of the day.   

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I always enjoyed my time whenever we were together –even to something as mundane as standing in line or listening to music in the car.  He appeared to be enjoying my company too as he kept asking about my plans after work.  When we didn’t spend time together, a part of me missed him.  That was when my smiling face stopped in its tracks with a screeching halt!  Why was I missing him?  And why do I look forward to seeing him?  When did I start caring about what to wear when I see him?  I didn’t care I was in a smelly gym outfit a few weeks ago?  During lunches or dinners with him, I used to not care if I gave a pesto-filled smile.  Then I started to notice I was polishing my teeth with my tongue after every bite.  When I laugh, I laugh my heart out.  My jaw dislodges and you can count my teeth.  If I can help it, I started closing my mouth with my hand when I laughed.  Was I flirting?  What was going on? 

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He was growing somewhat awkward too.  He became more inquisitive of who I went out with and basically everything that was going on around me.  I noticed how he was taking care of me, accompanying me to 168 Mall to get items for my condo, bringing me salad for my diet.  I tried to reduce the frequency of spending time with Chris, but we’ve found ourselves missing each other every time we do.  We became each other’s source of companionship. 

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Little did we know that we developed feelings for one another naturally.  Maybe the 4 years of friendship where we have seen each other’s worst unguarded, same background, ideals, and our experiences contributed a lot.  No matter how hard we both tried to push it away, it was inevitable. 

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Irony of ironies 

There are many unwritten rules among friends.  One of the biggest rules is never date their exes.  I’ve always kept a cardinal rule of not being involved with a friend’s ex.  I was never attracted to one anyway.  I never even liked Chinese guys being surrounded by them all throughout school.  I’ve always found fair skin to be feminine and I like the dark kind in men.  But who knew?  Who knew that I’d fall for someone who looks like Chris?  All of my friends from school (both SPAS barkada and PIQC) were surprised when they first met Christian.  Joycee even had to ask bluntly, “is he Chinese?”  They couldn’t believe it.  I’ve never had one single crush that had chinky eyes or had fair skin or can speak Chinese fluently.  I guess you can’t help who you fall in love with.  Love happens.  

It took me a long time to admit to myself that I liked him.  I’ve never seen him in a different light other than a friend.  There were more realizations though as the hours tick on.  Spending time with him felt different each day –and unexpectedly I discovered that I was falling for him.   

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Up to this date, nobody has taken care of me as much as he has and I still feel so much love coming from him as it was at the beginning. 

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Album: http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/110/13-15_April_2006

Album: http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/131/052006-_URCC

Album: http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/162/052606-_Xmen_Screening_and_Matti

Album: http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/160/051906-_Red_Corner  

New Bombay

Thursday, January 17th, 2008

As you enter the glass door, first thing one will notice is the ethnic Indian flair displayed on the wall in this 2-floor restaurant.  The chairs and tables are black with gold details. 

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On the Table:

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Saffron Rice PHP 180

It was just that yellow rice.  There wasn’t much flavor in it nor did it smell like it had saffron.  But I liked that they garnished the rice with dried prunes and apricots.

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Chicken Curry PHP 180

Anticipating that their mild hot is really spicy, we specifically mentioned not to make it spicy.

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Chicken Kebab PHP 150

It was dry and kind of crumbles when you eat it.

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Chapati PHP 40

Thin Crispy Bread

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Naan PHP40.  Indian Soft Bread

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Samosas PHP 80.  It was served with regular chutney and tamarind chutney

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Album: http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/342/08_0117-_New_Bombay

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New Bombay offers authentic Indian cuisine with an air of India in two locations: 

New Bombay. 119 Wilson Square, Wilson St. San Juan. 10am-1230am. 7270737

Dela Costa, Makati 8192892    

Excuse Makers

Monday, January 14th, 2008

We are the greatest excuse makers in the world.  Whenever God wants us to do something good, we always manage to come up with a hundred excuses as to why we can’t do it.

 

Even the prophets of the Old Testament, those holy men whom God called to preach to his people, were full of excuses.  God called Jeremiah to be His prophet and Jeremiah said he couldn’t do it because he didn’t know how to speak.  He could only stutter like a child.  He had no talent or skill to be a prophet.

 

When God called Isaiah, Isaiah said he couldn’t be a prophet because he was an unclean man.  He was not very holy.  But God sent His angel to take a burning coal from the brazier and purify Isaiah lips with it.  Isaiah’s excuse was that He couldn’t do God’s work because it was a holy work, and he was not a very holy man.

 

God called Amos to be His prophet and Amos complained that he didn’t have any experience.  There were no prophets in his family and he didn’t belong to the group of prophets.  Amos also said he was only good at taking care of the fruit trees.

 

Jonah knew all about excuses, so when God called him, he didn’t try to make excuses.  He decided to run away from God instead.  But he soon realized that you can’t run from God.  If God wants you, He is always going to catch up with you no matter where you try to hide.

 

Jonah went down to the harbor of Nineveh and tried to run away on a ship that was leaving port.  But God sent the storm and Jonah had to admit to the captain of the ship that he was running away from God.

 

The pattern of the call of the prophets is always the same.  God calls them; they make excuses.  God says it doesn’t matter; I want you to be my prophet in spite of all your excuses.

 

The excuses are there in the New Testament as well.  When Christ called James and John, they could have said that they couldn’t leave their father and the family business.  But they did leave their father.  Matthew could have said that he was too busy and couldn’t leave his office to follow Christ.  But he did.  Peter and Andrew could have said that they had to keep on fishing to support their families instead of following Christ.  But they didn’t.

 

Mary Magdalene could have made a very good excuse of her own sinfulness.  Martha could have said -and did say -that she had too much work to do in the kitchen to listen to Christ.  Christ himself could have said that He was too tired to heal the people on that Sabbath evening, or to talk to the children.  But He didn’t.

 

There is an old Jewish proverb, which says: “God gives you a job to do.  He doesn’t say that you will always succeed, but He does say that you can’t quit.”  We all have a job to do in our lives.  God wants us to be a good father or a good mother, or a good wife, or a good husband.  He doesn’t say that we will always succeed in what we ought to be, but He does say that we can never stop trying to be good at it.  We can’t make excuses.

 

Discussion:

 

  1. Could you recall a situation where you had a calling or God wants you to do something and you made excuses.

  2. What would you resolve to do to avoid this in the future?

 

 

The Artist Chef: Chef Joan M.

Friday, January 11th, 2008

It is about to become a stressful Friday @ 11am and I’m bracing myself for at least 4 meetings next week when a great surprise turned things around when I opened The Artist Chef’s page (http://artist-chef.blogspot.com/2007/11/jane-chua.html) and saw an entry about my surprise dinner for Bubba last August.

 

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August 27, 2007. We came from another surprise trip I planned for Bubba and another couple-friend of ours. We had a short Subic trip that highlighted a Zoobic Adventure. We stayed overnight at Crown Tiara Suites and went food-tripping around Subic. We came home to Manila the following Sunday around 5pm, dropped Carlo and Sheila in Greenhills, freshened up @ my place and headed to Makati for our special Artist Chef dinner.

 

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We got to Star Centrum building 15 minutes earlier than the supposed schedule. The guard at the reception had to check with Chef Joan if she was expecting visitors and instructed us to go to Unit ___ after. We were outside Unit ____ and rang the bell. Nothing. 3 minutes after, we rang the bell again. “It is Unit ____ right?” I whispered to Bubba. He nodded yes. No answer. We both pinned our ears to the door and bumped our heads. Soft gigging. We patted our heads and let the other listen. We hear a bit of rustling of utensils. We knocked. No answer. Maybe she’s still preparing our food. Do we wait? Do we knock again? How come she’s not answering the door? 5 minutes after, Joan texted me and asked where we are. I replied that we are outside. She said “where?” Unit ___.

We were outside the wrong unit!!!

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And all this time we were trying to be so quiet. Giggling our way to Joan’s unit, we finally located the right door and rang the bell.

We were greeted with a warm welcome by the genius behind The Chef Artist.

Condo-style cooking is alive and delicious at TAC. Chef Joan’s love for cooking and art is very apparent with creating an array of set meal menus to choose from and decorating her pad with her stylish painting. Another post on the dish details coming soon!

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Special thanks to Chef Joan Manalang for making it a feast to remember! Try booking a special date now since she is always fully booked that I had to wait for 2 months before getting a schedule.

Link to the Artist Chef website: http://artist-chef.blogspot.com/2007/11/jane-chua.html

Album (Chef Artist): http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/204/07_0826-_The_Artist_Chef

Album (Zoobic Adventure): http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/203/07_0826-_Zoobic_Safari

Album (Extremely Espresso): http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/202/07_0825-_Extremely_Espresso_Subic

Avilon Zoo, Montalban

Friday, January 11th, 2008

The Photoholic group got together again for another day of fun shooting.  Subject this time: animals.  Leia planned the day’s activities, which started with a meet-up at Aveneto, Tiendesitas.  Schedule included a whole day tour of Avilon Zoo, a short stop at Wawa Dam and Baywalk.  Avilon is located in Montalban.  It is only about 1 hour and half drive to go there.  Entrance fee is PHP 200.  If you want a tour guide, it’s an additional PHP 350, which can be shouldered equally if you’re in a group.  In our case, since we will be taking too much time taking pictures, Leia decided not to have one anymore.  Francis has visited the zoo once anyway. 

 

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Avilon Zoo is a 7-hectare land that houses a multitude of different species.  It is kept clean and very well maintained.  It’s the cleanest-smelling zoo I’ve ever stepped my Adidas on.  I even had the chance to play with a newly bathed monkey.  Unfortunately, Bubba and me were only able to spend 3 hours at the zoo and we had to flee (not flea –no pun intended).