Timmy looks like he’s giving orders in this picture. “Mommy, get me my shoes!” “Daddy, hand me my rattle!” Then Mommy and Daddy would hurriedly grab whatever the baby’s asking for and rush to satisfy the little king. Nah, it’s not that way at all. Timmy has been a wonderful angel. His disposition is very […] Read more…
January 2010 archive
Prepare your clothes the night before
When I was still in school, I’d prepare my clothes the night before to save on time the following morning. After all, wouldn’t it be better to take in a couple more minutes of snooze time in place of the minutes having to decide what to wear? So by the closet door hung my uniform, […] Read more…
Craving: Comfort Food
Image credits: 1. Mac ‘n Cheese, 2. First strawberries of this season…, 3. Oatmeal Raisin Cookies, 4. Popsicles Read more…
Crispy Quezo de Bola
Have you tried placing bite-sized pieces of Quezo de Bola on a plate then sticking it a microwave for 30-45 seconds? What you get are crispy little Quezo de Bola snacks. Once you bite into it, the trademark Quezo de Bola cheesy flavor just explodes in your mouth. Gah. It’s DELICIOUS. Thanks to my Tita […] Read more…
New Trick for an Old Couple
When we’re older, it’ll just be the two of us again, my husband shared with me sometime ago. True, we’ll raise our boy, and someday, he’ll fly the nest and it’ll just be Husby and Wifey at home again. While it’s honestly too soon to be thinking about that, I was reminded by what he […] Read more…
The Foodpod
There’s an alien in the kitchen! Okay, maybe not. But this weird-looking thing called a Foodpod seems quite useful once you know what it’s for. It’s a silicone cooking tool designed to save time when boiling, blanching or steaming food. Simply put food into the pod, then immerse in water to cook. When done, lift […] Read more…
Do you remember when we were young?
We’d buy Coke poured into a plastic pouch and drink it with a straw. We’d play on the streets till sunset — tag, patintero, piko, bahay-bahayan, luksong tinik, Chinese garter, taguan. We’d pluck out a little Santan flower, pull out the pistil and taste the sweetness of the nectar on our tongue. We’d wake up […] Read more…