Canadians must be very pleased and delighted with their Prime Minister. As seen in the news, Justin Trudeau with his family joined (for the 2nd year in a row) the march and walked the streets of Toronto to celebrate Pride Month causing the internet to swoon over such a cool world leader.
Canada has indeed gone so far ahead as compared to my country in terms of respecting sexual diversity, equal rights and self-affirmation. It is sad to note that the present President of the Philippines (my president) – dubbed as the Punisher by Times Magazine and known around the globe as an iron-fisted ruler – joining a Pride march and the rainbow procession on the streets of Manila or Marikina seem very unlikely.
Watching the news about Canada makes me drool… Happy Pride!
I can no longer count the number of times I clicked the ♥ symbol in Instagram account of mikeybot. It is because this account features the cutest kid in the solar system! And every time my mobile phone is notified about a new YouTube video on HiHo Kids channel, I would get so excited hoping Ernie would be part of the new feature.
From among the cute HiHo Kids channels, here’s my personal favorite video of Ernie. It’s unadulterated-ly cute, funny and heart-melting…
Watching the infectious smile, the wondrous cackle, the playful tease and even the frivolous nose picking of Ernie makes me miss the feelings on what it is to be a simple happy kid. I guess I will never get tired clicking the ♥ symbol in mikeybot’s Instagram page.
It’s been 5 long years after my return to Las Casas Filipinas De Acuzar. Five years ago the resort located at the edge of the Philippines radiates a feeling of how majestic and magical Filipino culture is. And with my recent visit, five years later, the beautiful resort in Bagac Bataan has massively expanded offering more Filipino architectural wonders of the past.
In my second visit (this time with Beth, Wlillie and JB), I was again at awe on the richness and beauty of the Filipino culture and architecture.
There has been some arguments on whether Filipinos are Pacific Islanders or South East Asians, but when one visits Las Casas Filipinas De Acuzar, one would realize that Philippines has a different character that is unique and of its own. The architectural wonders along with the culture and customs linked to it as featured in Las Casas Filipinas are uniquely Filipino and could not be found anywhere in the Pacific Islands neither in the neighboring countries of south east Asia.
The best thing I like about Las Casas De Acuzar is that there is no ugly photo that we have shot. One need not be a professional photographer to obtain an excellent photo. Because of the beauty and stylishness of the place, every photo is Instagram worthy!
I don’t know if Las Casas Filipinas De Acuzar is a popular foreign tourist destination. I have yet to realize that because when we were there, all I could see are domestic tourists or Filipinos living abroad doing a short vacay in the Philippines. This place has yet to be tapped by the foreigners. And in case I would have a foreign visitor, Las Casas De Acuzar would be one awesome option for a destination!
This will most probably be one of the last write-ups of Wicked: The Untold Story of the Witches of Oz musical as it ends its latest run here in Manila. Me, my sisters and Nengkoy (of course) had the awesome opportunity to catch and watch the last performance night here in Manila.
We were of course bedazzled and captivated by the sheer magnificence if the costumes, the colors and the music of Wicked. But I will not write anything about the musical for there has been millions of it in the web. Instead, let me deliberate on the venue and the people on the night we watched the show here in Manila.
Unlike my sisters and Nengkoy, it was my first time seeing a musical show in Solaire Theatre. I have seen a couple of shows in Broadway, New York but never was I been so stunned and dumbfounded by the high-endedness (is that a word?) of Solaire. The theater was so modish and dashing there were moments when I doubted being in poverty-stricken Manila. While waiting for the ushers to allow us inside the actual theater, the well-lighted foyer area was played with chic jazz music. I never noticed or heard stylish jazz or muzak being played at the measly lobby and waiting areas of New York theaters. In some New York shows, we the audience actually have to queue at the cold and dusty side street.
And what further dumbfounded me were the rest of the audience. Everyone was well-dressed for the night. Well-dressed, I mean well-dressed. Gentlemen were in their crisp long sleeve shirts with matching coat and necktie while the ladies were dressed to the nines. Some ladies were even donning in elegant gown and seem to have been to some pricey beauty saloon prior to the show just to watch Wicked, The Musical.
I was actually so shocked, wearing just a polo shirt and my old dungarees, I could not control my utterances about the theater and the people. I told my sisters that I have seen a couple of Broadway shows in New York but the atmosphere was never this chic, high-end and elegant.
Buti na lang di ako nag-tsinelas. Taray… Walang ganyan sa Nyu York!
One of the things that I look forward to when I go to Baler is their creamy, yummy and locally made peanut butter. Aside from a private vehicle, dwellers of the city can reach Baler through a 6-hour bus ride. And right beside the bus station is the souvenir and take-home-presents (pasalubong) store where Nanay Pacing’s peanut butter can be purchased.
Via bus ride, I was in Baler this weekend. And upon arrival and while the bus was to park at its station, I took a peek from the window to check the store. The store was closed and it seemed no longer there. My friends and I, who equally loved Nanay Pacing’s Peanut Butter, wonder how can a very busy store located at a very accessible and perfect spot, could cease operation?
When breakfast time came while spreading the same delicious peanut butter on my toasted bread (hotels in Baler serve this peanut butter in their buffet), I got to ask one of the restaurant staffs about what happened to Nanay Pacing’s store and where it may have transferred.
I was told that Nanay Pacing’s peanut butter is no longer owned by Nanay Pacing. I was told that Nanay Pacing, the label, is no longer owned by Nanay Pacing. And that indeed, the big store beside the bus station has closed.
The restaurant staff through a whisper told me that the label has been acquired by the most powerful family in Aurora and that the peanut butter is now being sold at one of the halls of the municipal building. But with a flicker of hope on catching and tasting the original recipe, I was further told that Nanay Pacing’s new store is now smaller and has relocated and still sells a creamy peanut butter but already of a different brand. I asked the staff where the store was, she answered she didn’t know.
To validate the story of the restaurant staff, I asked our tour guide cum driver to bring us to the Nanay Pacing’s Peanut Butter store. And indeed, he drove us at the municipal hall! We entered the building, climbed the second floor and indeed saw the bunch of jars of Nanay Pacing’s peanut butter on a shelf waiting to be purchased by mesmerized buyers. I purchased a couple of bottles for pasalubong.
Upon exiting the municipal building, I then instructed our driver/tour guide to bring us to the new store of Nanay Pacing. He humbly told us that the store at the bus station is already closed. I then ordered him to inquire with people at the bus station on where the new store of Nanay Pacing is. They for sure would know.
And indeed our driver through a whisper by one of the folks at the bus station was told on where the new Nanay Pacing’s store was. He then drove us to the nearby Baler Public Market and pointed to us the new store of Nanay Pacing. The store was smaller, offers fewer items but still clean and organized.
The bunch of peanut butter jars can easily be seen displayed on the shelves. I asked the lady manning the store on what happened to the label. With a smile, she ignored my question and simply answered “we have our own version of a peanut butter and free taste is available”. I simply told her, “My God, you are so professional!”
I of course took a tasting spoon and whipped a spoonful from the jar. And when I tasted it, I can suddenly hear my taste buds cheering and clapping for joy! I knew then that it was the same lovely peanut butter which I was mesmerized when I first tasted it as offered to me by no less than Nanay Pacing herself during my first visit in Baler.
I purchased a couple of jars and regretted buying at the municipal hall. I then decided that I will just give away all the peanut jars I purchased at the municipal building and I will keep the peanut butter I bought at the public market for my own personal consumption.
While writing this story, I am munching on a piece of bread with heaps of the delicious Great Harvest Peanut Butter!
Ayana, alam nyo na ang hindi dapat bilin at dapat bilin sa Baler…