Scribbles. Pieces. Insights. Clicks. Expressions.
We used to jokingly say you can never claim to have tried genuine Sagada “etag” (cured pork) if you haven’t had one with those wriggling “foodstuff” that sometimes come with a chunk. I had my fair share way back and fortunately had the stomach… Continue Reading “Etag, And Everything That Comes With It”
Food captivated me the moment I entered my grandfather’s nipa hut when I was barely four years old. My young mind vividly recalls the sight of corn, tied in a bunch and drying near the “dapwan” (hearth), meat that was darkened by the smoke,… Continue Reading ““Batik-o” Had Me At Hello”