Archive for the ‘food’ Category

Qu’ils mangent de la brioche.

May 2, 2013

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Let them eat cake. Well, some 8 months ago, we did precisely just that. Was moving pictures from my wife’s phone into my Mac yesterday, and saw this photo of our fancy and luxuriously sumptuous cake, placidly perched inside our ref, with that soft glow of amber light upon its glorious fleur sucre crown, taken a couple of hours after our wedding.

I remember overstuffing ourselves with this cake, to the brink of voluntary barfing, every 3 hours, for a week, just to get more room inside our ref for other items, like, well, more space for real food. We did give out generous portions to neighbors, but the cake just seem to never run out. It’s like a lizard’s tail or something, miraculously regenerates upon slicing. No wonder Marie Antoinette got axed for that cake statement.

But I surely do miss that chewy tender fondant. Mmm.

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Coréen de la crème glacée de melon

May 22, 2011

Korean melon ice cream. For the past 3 months, I find this baby immensely irresistible, particularly right after having lunch and in the midst of the scalding Manila summer. This is highly addictive. Am not kidding. It’s profoundly refreshing, that every nimble nibble, my spirit’s left in invigorating oblivion.

OK, that’s too much articulation for an ice cream. Haha.

But am serious, this is really good. In fact, it is so good, that even its stick tastes just as sumptuous as the frozen treat itself. I actually give the stick a couple of fine licks before tossing it in a garbage bin. LOL.

Mon Norvégienne dimanche dîner.

January 9, 2011

My Norwegian Sunday dinner. Canned tuna in water, and a danish bread.

I know, these are not the makings of a decent Sunday dinner, but this is better than sleeping on a grumpy tummy. Stores are closed here in Stjørdal (exact place where we’re located) on Sundays, so I tried ransacking my imagination of what would provide me that interim  bogus satiety, as I carefully checked all 3 aisles of the only convenient store that has the perpetual mercy to open up in all of tundra-ish Stjørdal.

I hate to admit it, but I enjoyed the cold lonely dinner I had.

Ma place heureux (Deuxième Partie).

November 14, 2010

The designated official bartender.

My happy place (second part). So, right after our first dinner in SC, we went back to the villa, and then got our stuff ready for, what else, our hooch session.

I was made officially the bartender of the pack (even after the SC trip, I was the one always slaving myself away, doing the cocktails and stuff). So I got the essentials out. For the first night, it was le fantastique Grey Goose. It was the best, smoothest vodka ever. I loved it. We all loved it. Mixed it with tonic/soda, and ice, et voila! Best tasting vodka tonic ever. Even JJJ, our resident finicky alcohol drinker, gave her finicky seal of approval for that drink. Our nightly rendezvous are staged in one of the boardwalks, facing the Pacific Ocean.

Our claimed boardwalk territory. Nobody dared trespass the area while we were there. LOL.

View of the the other side of the boardwalk.

Nights at Calicoan Surf Camp is immensely mystical. Otherworldly. We often find ourselves sighing whilst looking out to the expanse of the gorgeous view laid out before our sight. What made it even more magical was the waxing gibbous moon the time when we were there, illuminating all of the Pacific Ocean, making the constantly-thrashing waves glisten like a mine of diamonds.

The waxing gibbous moon. Magical.

The four of us looking out to the gorgeous Pacific Ocean.

The infinity pool at night.

*sigh*

Nightfalls, we are regularly greeted by an army of … Fireflies! I have never seen them in this multitude. They’re so big in number that the trees in front of our villa literally look like they’re currently burning! LOL. I caught one, and gave it to JJJ, of which she eventually released onto the grass, after all the poking she did on the poor thing. But it still managed to fly away, so I guess it’s still OK. Haha.

Trees burnt by ... Fireflies! Those tiny specks of amber are clusters of fireflies.

Here are a few more photos of the place in daylight.

Jerome posing, not knowing I was in the infinity pool, posing for the shot as well. Haha.

 

Going to the dining hall, well, to dine, of course. Haha.

Our claimed area of the boardwalk in daylight. This is where I spend my early mornings reading my book, while waiting for the guys to get up.

The smile on my face in this shot is effin genuine. Haha. I love this place.

A minute before we left, we had our photo taken with the Surf Camp sign. I have a serious case of separation anxiety at this point. I don't want to leave 😦

Am definitely going back next year. Already counting down the days before going to my happy place, also known as Calicoan Surf Camp 🙂

La météo de Manille en Septembre vingt-quatrième à vingt-septième.

September 22, 2010

Manila weather on September 24th to 27th. That’s from Friday to Monday. I’ve been having a bit of this obsessive constant checking of weather from the 24th-27th of September, because SURF CAMP’s FINALLY HERE! Haha. Friday and Saturday’s looking quite damp (cue for ethnic  sun dance). However, Sunday and Monday are going to be soleil-parfait! Will be packing my stuff tonight, and will be sleeping-over at P’s place tomorrow for Friday’s 5AM very-early-morning-yawn-fest flight.

Je suis très, très excitation!

La Cabane Resto et Bar

August 30, 2009

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Right after hanging out at La Cuisine Française, we went straight to La Cabane (The Hut in English) Resto Lounge Bar. While in Berlitz right after our class earlier that day, Michel told me before that upon arriving at La Cabane, let the staff know that we are friends of his. And that I did, upon entering the resto-bar, I immediately informed them that we are with Michel, and boy we were treated pretty nice 🙂

The first thing I’ve noticed about the place was it is really really REALLY COZY! I love the interiors, the lighting, the pieces, the paintings on the walls (which some of it, I think, is Michel’s work), the furniture, and most of all, the open bar! I had 10 vodka tonic, haha 😛 The ottoman chairs were extremely comfy, soft but firm, that I can’t help but leave my flip flops on the floor and do an indian sitting position 🙂 Pamsky and I even agreed that it’s the perfect place to do our work 😀

The music sets the experience to a different more relaxing level, compliments to the cozy ambience of the place. Everybody’s in chillax mode. I enjoyed talking to my friends while having my drinks, eating the steak we ordered, and the delicious pommes frites.

Kudos to that DJ that night, had played really cool mixes. I even saw him one time that night, chugging from a bottle of vodka, cheers! 😀

We will definitely be regulars in this bar et restaurant lounge de française 🙂

At the lounge, waiting for Michel

At the lounge, waiting for Michel

 

So relaxed at the lounge that when Michel arrived we did not move to a bigger table :)

So relaxed at the lounge that when Michel arrived we did not move to a bigger table 🙂

La Cuisine Française

August 30, 2009

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It was the end of the half of our level 1 français class, and as planned, we were to cap it off by eating out. We decided to try out La Cabane, along Pasay Road since it was highly recommended by Michel, notre professuer de français. However, Michel will be there around vingt heures trente (8:30 PM) , and it was only 4PM so we decided to hangout someplace else before heading to La Cabane.

Now, I have been eyeing La Cuisine Française for a couple of weeks now, so I suggested to have our chillax time there, and everybody agreed. The place was really charming. Love the interiors, the staff were accommodating, and I immediately had sugar rush just by looking at the dessert display. Michel gave me that snooty look when I told him that we may be hanging out there for a while, well because according to him, it wasn’t french enough for his taste. But we went anyway just to checkout it out, and well, we weren’t disappointed.

We had the three paté platter (chicken liver, duck with orange, and tri-color fish), the one with potato and cheese, and the pecan pie. Chicken liver paté was the outstanding among the other 2 paté in the platter. The potato and cheese was something I didn’t expect to be that good, so it took me, actually all of us, by surprise. And the pecan pie, oh the pecan pie, it was awesome!

I’m definitely coming back, and checkout other items in their menu, and have another slice of that pecan pie 🙂

Still waiting for our orders. De gauche à droite: Chesca, Me, Pamsky, Jinks, Kenneth

Still waiting for our orders. De gauche à droite: Chesca, Me, Pamsky, Jinks, Kenneth

La Cuisine Française (2)

That's me and Chesca, still waiting for our orders.

That's me and Chesca, still waiting for our orders.

Me and Kenneth, looking at the dessert display.

Me and Kenneth, looking at the dessert display.