I have been an errant site admin these past few weeks. There’s a lot to write about but I can’t seem to have the time to sit down and type away. As a result, I have drafts that have now become too stale for publication, one of them is that online research about ballet classes in los angeles which I have mounted a few weeks back that was meant as birthday present for the daughter of a family friend.
I digress. Why I’m writing about my recent chaotic situation here on this site is beyond me.
Food… glorious Japanese food. Most readers of this blog should know by now how husband and I love this cuisine. Hence, no matter how outdated this may be, I figured this post deserves to have the space right here to document one of our eating binges last December at Tobiko.
Just take a look at the following photos. You know what I mean (lol).
I finally found a Greek yogurt that’s organic. I used to buy Fage Greek yogurt and have been secretly hoping that I chance upon the organic variety that’s just plain Greek yogurt. And I finally have it close by – Wallaby Organic Greek Yogurt.
My persistence in requesting the Manager of the health food store that I go to really paid off. This is actually a repetition of the same story when I went on a crusade and requested that he stocked up on Apricot Kernels. Persistence indeed pays off. He would have never thought there’s a market of Apricot Kernels if not for my request. Now, every once in a while it goes out of stock and I was told that he can’t keep up with the demand.
One thing’s for sure though. No matter what type of yogurt it is (except the frozen, flavored variety which is more of an indulgence), I still don’t love and like the taste of yogurt. I eat it because I’m aware of the benefits. But when I have it, I can’t tolerate eating it by itself. I always make sure I have papaya slices, blueberries or peaches with it whichever fruit is available in my kitchen.
For days I’ve been craving for the dish that you’re going to see on this post. No, it just didn’t come by, it was brought about by a blog post of a fellow blogger and it made me drool to the max. It made me missed this dish all the more, so I knew I had to finally do something about it.
I went ahead and looked for the ingredients for dinengdeng. To the many Pinoys that drop by this blog, you know what I’m talking about. It’s the famous Ilocano vegetable dish.
I was not successful in securing all the ingredients but this was good enough to satisfy my cravings. With ampalaya, malungggay leaves and oyster mushrooms, I was set to go. I topped it with grilled branzino.
I also sauteed bokchoy in garlic and a bit of hoisin sauce.
A good serving of brown rice rounded up this meal
Oh my! It’s that time of the year once again. And I’m sure you know what I’m talking about if you happen to have a teen in the house who is going to attend prom this year. I’m sure that at this time, you must have browsed online sites such as tuxedosonline.com just to have an idea of what’s out there in terms of the most appropriate garb for your teen on that special night.
My immediate family has long ‘graduated’ from this kind of preparation because everybody’s now all grown up. It’s hard to believe that the kids grew up so fast, they are now leading their own lives away from the prying eyes of the parents. Not too long from now, they will be facing the same : prepping their own kids for prom night.
I didn’t have to go through the same simply because we weren’t blessed with children. I don’t know if I should be happy or not. But such is life and we make the most of what’s handed to us.
Not too long ago, my husband had an animated conversation with our neighbor while they were at the gym. The neighbor is into all kinds of healthy stuff and he shared his love for an exotic fruit that I for one have been trying to look for but to no avail. My husband was so excited to share the news to me, and I was so glad to find out that I can easily buy that fruit from a nearby fruit and vegetable store not that far from where we live.
It became my mission to go and buy the fruit. I was forewarned that it is not always available but they have it regularly, it’s just a matter of being there at the perfect time.
Lo and behold! It was there that very day that I went.
I’m pretty sure that to those of you who grew up in a tropical country (like the Philippines), you’re able to easily identify the fruit. Here in the US, it’s called soursop – guyabano in my birth country, the Philippines. I had to wait for the fruit to ripen. All it took was three days. My husband who has never had the chance to taste this fruit was so excited when it was ready to be devoured.
I felt like I was reunited to a familiar taste. My husband liked it too but not enough to love it at this time. I’m sure that in time, he will eventually love it just the way he’s so in love now with bittermelon (ampalaya).
I hope I can get it whenever I head down to the fruit and vegetable store. The only drawback is the fact that this fruit is expensive. It is priced at $7 per pound and I paid $19.57 for one fruit. I’m lucky enough that my family brought tons of bags of the tea when they visited us a few months ago and it’s been part of my daily tea time.
Whenever I visit the Philippines, I will really make sure to enjoy this fruit without abandon. Who would have thought a fruit like this one which is not that popular even back home is this expensive? Admittedly, I never liked it that much when I was living in the Philippines. But knowing all the health benefits now, I’m willing to fork out that much money just to have this fruit every once in a while.
On a day when I feel like life is not treating me well, there’s nothing like good Japanese food to banish away my blues. It is almost always a given. I don’t know why but Japanese food does something to my system that in an instant, my worries and cares just dissipate even if it’s only temporary.
My husband always tells me that I should live in Japan to savor the goodness that Japanese cuisine has to offer. That sounds unrealistic because I know for a fact that it is totally impossible.
So in the meantime, I’ll just enjoy what I can source locally and what I can get my hands on in the Big Apple.
I was exposed to good music early on in life. In fact, because my family is musically inclined, I was enrolled in music school before I even went to first grade.
Having said that however, I believe that I still have a lot to learn about music. I’m actually curious to find out what’s a good d40. My brother who admittedly is more knowledgeable than me also has no clue what can be a good one.
This just proves that generally speaking, no matter how knowledgeable you think you are, there’s still more to learn. For as long as we are alive, our quest for more knowledge doesn’t stop. And that is including facts that are music related.