Monday, March 21, 2011

Super Sunday

...and I'm not just talking about the English Premier League!
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by Philipina A. Marcelo


No surprise

I did shout and "woot-woot" the whole time as I watched Chelsea battled Manchester City at Stamford Bridge on an English Premier League Super Sunday! The match was a "must-win" for both Clubs, as they tried to go up the League Championship Table - closer to the leaders, Manchester United (#1) and Arsenal (#2). Therefore, both sides started with their best men, with Chelsea opening with their epically expensive Spanish acquisition from Liverpool, the gorgeous Fernando "El Niño" Torres. The Blues had home advantage... and the Stamford Bridge fans didn't disappoint - not a surprise, of course! While the Citizens put up a tough contest, mostly preventing El Niño from scoring, the Blues trashed them via a 2-0 victory in an action-packed match. Of course, El Niño is yet to make his first goal for the Blues. The Stamford Bridge action was followed by another tight match between Sunderland and El Niño's former Club, Liverpool, which the latter won, 2-0, out of sheer pride - again, no surprise.

While there wasn't much surpise in the outcome of the matches, it was a satisfying afternoon of fantastic football!

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A 3D surprise

As my throat was parched from all the "whoa-ing" and "aaw-ing", two of my sisters and I refreshed with some shopping at the biggest Mall in the Philippines, SM City-North EDSA, which is about five minutes away from our place - without the Parking wait, that is. :) While SM City has always been jampacked on weekends, there was an unusually big crowd at "The Block" - one of the newest additions to "The City". We went to check it out... and were pleasantly surprised to see that the United States Embassy's Roadshow, "America in 3D: Diplomacy, Development and Defense", stopped by and stationed for three days at "The Block". We were lucky to catch it on its third day. So, we made the most of it! :)

We went around to check out the Show and Exhibits. My sisters and I found a mutual High School friend who worked for the US Embassy's Commercial Services Section manning one of the exhibits. It was a fun mini reunion... and then I was grabbed on the shoulders by someone. I turned to see who it was and I was thrilled to find my friends at the Philippine-American Educational Foundation (PAEF)/Fulbright Commission of the Philippines! They invited me and my sisters inside the PAEF Booth with a "we have a surprise for you" teaser, and what I found sent me reeling in excitement! It was a "Wall" of Fulbright Alumni Testimonials... and my own "testimonial" was part of it. Beside my testimonial - a sentence from my post-Programme report, to be accurate - was a photo of mine from ten years ago... from my Fulbright application packet in 2001! It made me feel kind of nostalgic and felt a pang of longing for those exciting Fulbright/Cornell University days. Aaah, those were truly incredible days... exploring what one of the best Universities in the world had to offer under the auspices of the "Mother of all Scholarships" - absolutely surreal! Until now, I am still figuring out whatever good thing I've done to deserve such an incredible experience - I am so undeserving. Nevertheless, my sisters and I were so delighted to re-live those days through the "Wall"! We posed for a few souvenir shots beside my testimonial panel, chatted with my PAEF/Fulbright friends for a few more minutes... and then continued shopping. :)

Hmmm... talk about Super Sunday!

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A cool surprise

As always, bonding time with my sisters culminated to a foodtrip. Our Sunday escapade was no exception. We voted unanimously for a "to-die-for" dessert... and ice cream got our triple nods. We escaped the heavily commercialized stores in the Mall though and went serching for a "unique" ice cream concoction... and we were happy to find a little ice cream parlor close to where we live. It was simply called "Ice Cream Store" - a small, two-car parking, four-table store, with no airconditioning. They weren't just serving ice cream concoctions with a surprisingly wide range of choices, but they were also selling packed ice cream in an impressive variety of flavors and formulations that were absolutely unexpected given the store's size. The Food Scientist in me was very impressed to see their coconut milk and virgin coconut oil (VCO)-based formulations. I myself am working on stuff like this in my research work, and I understand the challenges in formulation, processing and overall quality... thus the fascination.

My sisters and I ordered different Sundae concoctions, which were all reasonably priced and very satisfying in terms of taste and fun eating - truly to-die-for! And then, we brought home several of the varieties they were selling - in pints and cups - and continued eating at home without feeling "robbed" since all products were reasonably priced! :) The coconut milk varieties were very good - light and tasty, with decent texture. But what was best about them was that there weren't lactose intolerance-induced stomach upsets after enjoying them, and that added to the sweetness of sisters bonding. :) Naturally, we vowed to return to the Ice Cream Store soon... and to spread the word about the store's existence.

So, yeah, I had a Super Sundae, er, Sunday... uhm, both, actually!! :)

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Photo credits: (1) Fernando Torres during Chelsea's March 20, 2011 match against Manchester City in Stamford Bridge - Getty's Image, grabbed from the Zimbio website.

I own all other photos.

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Tuesday, March 15, 2011

132nd birthday

Albert Einstein... his memory lives on.
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by Philipina A. Marcelo


I am currently engrossed in that bestselling classic, "Einstein, Life and Times" by Ronald W. Clark.

Inspired by Albert Einstein's approaching 132nd birthday and to celebrate a small success in a big stint with students, I went to hunt for an Einstein-related reading at the bookstore three weeks ago or so. By habit, and absent-mindedness (uh, ahem, don't know where I got that! Hehe...) my feet brought me to the food-related books section! :) Three-expensive-books-in-my arms later, I realized those were not what I came for to buy. So, I forced myself towards the Science Section, allowing a short stopover at Bestsellers Section, when all of a sudden a misplaced paperback caught my attention. Why? Because it was a book on Einstein! I looked at it, and I gasped... it was one of those books I wanted to buy back in my penniless College student days, which I cannot afford, of course! And I promised myself then to buy it the minute I started earning money. Of course, it took more than twenty years and a few stints at different universities before I could fulfill such promise! :)

So, after more than 20 years, a fateful circumstance reunited me with my "dream paperback"... and I hurriedly turned to "that page" that made me decide a long time ago that, perhaps, Ronald W. Clark should be trusted to write about Albert Einstein's Life and Times... yes, even if he was not a Physicist! :)

"The page" was page 37... and here's what Ronald W. Clark related that played in my head over and over again and kept me enthralled for the past 20 years or so:

"...Einstein decided on the work to which he would be willing to devote everything and sacrifice anything with steely determination which separated him from other men. On two occasions, he put down in simple words what the work was. The first came during an hour's meeting - apparently about 1911 - with the Jewish philosopher Martin Buber, who pressed him hard 'with a concealed question about his faith.' Finally, in Buber's words, Einstein 'burst forth,' revealingly, "What we (and by 'we' he meant we physicists) strive for," he cried, "is just to draw His lines after Him." To draw after - as one retraces a geometrical figure.' And a decade later, walking with a young woman physicist to his Berlin University office, Einstein spelled out the same task in more detail. He had no interest in learning a new language, nor in food nor in clothes. 'I'm not much with people,' he continued, 'and I'm not a family man. I want my peace. I want to know how God created this world. I am not interested in this or that phenomenon, in the spectrum of this or that element. I want to know His thoughts, the rest are details.'"

Aaah... sweet!! :)

More than two decades after College, and now completely immersed in the exciting waters of the science and technology world... considering it was written more than a decade already when I first discovered it in College, how Einstein's passionate words still leave me in complete fascination - the way it did back in the days when I had no clue what his "Special Theory of Relativity" actually meant, and how much it encompassed most physical laws known then and now - is completely amazing!

That moment, I was ready to spend a fortune to own a copy of that book... as it turned out, a snack at that overrated coffee shop (if you could even call it that) called Starbucks - the hangout place for so many College students these days - is so much more expensive! Wow, my generation has degenerated so much! :( We have too many of those Wall Street, (even worse) Wall street-ish, and (worst) Wall Street big shot wannabe people these days, that's why! Perhaps, we need an Einstein to get us back on track? Hmmm... hey, a girl can dream! :)

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Photo credits: (1) My photo, (2) grabbed from http://www.mbbnet.umn.edu/doric/einstein.html - thanks.

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Sunday, March 13, 2011

Celebration... to go!

...a birthday celebration - midlife style.
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by Philipina A. Marcelo


The past how many years, my siblings and I normally celebrate birthdays and other special occasions with some preparations. By "preparation", I mean we cook... or, if we're not able to cook, we reserve a place in a fave restaurant and we eat together. With my five siblings (three of them are married), and a very close cousin (almost a sister who is also married), an uncle who is very close to us, nine nieces, two nephews and three grandkids (via nieces), our family is big enough to have a huge party... so, we normally do not invite friends anymore. We hold a separate celebration with our friends. Occasionally, we invite my siblings' in-laws... when there's enough time for cooking, or preparing the menu for pre-ordered food, that is.

My older sister's 44th birthday on March 12th was a different story. We were all very busy with work... she just texted us - siblings, telling us that she was dropping by our house with take-out food 'cause her husband was working late and won't be home until about midnight - they've already "celebrated" in the morning. One sister and I decided to go pick up food via drive-thru, while my other sister and her fiancé ordered food for delivery! And so, we got together at our house with our "food to go"... the funniest part was, we forgot to invite our Dad who lived in the same house! =) He was fast asleep when we all reached home, late in the evening... and so, we celebrated - party of five... with take out food! But we had so much fun... our Dad was awoken by the noise, and he got up to greet my sister, and eat - our left-overs! =)

Uh-hmmm... just when we had money to celebrate properly... what we didn't have was time! :(

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Monday, January 17, 2011

Aussie Open 2011

Drama after drama = fun memories for a tennis fan
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by Philipina A. Marcelo


And so the first Grand Slam of the season kicks off, and it's here in the Asia-Pacific, too! Aussie Open... oy, oy, oy! Life makes sense again!

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It's a man's world... and I don't mind!

So, who will prevail? Would Roger Federer be able to defend his crown and go "17"? Would Rafael Nadal - the current Number One in the World - snatch it from him? Would the perennial World #3, Novak Djokovic, who bested Roger Federer in an epic five-setter semi-final in Flushing Meadows before bowing to Rafa Nadal in the final, take his second Aussie Open crown? Would Andy Murray step up to the plate and finally prove himself as a worthy Grand Slam winner? Would Robin Soderling steal everyone's thunder and run away with the crown this time? Would David Ferrer or Fernando Verdasco step out of Nadal's shadow and be the next Spaniard winner of the Aussie Open? Or, would Thomas Berdych, be up for a season opener upset? Would Melbourne be the venue of another epic Federer-Nadal Grand Slam Face-off? Hmmm... too many questions. Would the answers shock us, or would it subdue us? Would we rather be shocked or subdued?

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Ladies a-gaga

Hmmm... I can't say I'm excited to see what happens at the women's side, especially that Caroline Wozniacki is seeded #1 again. *sigh* I know, I know... it's not her fault, and yet, I think tennis fans deserve something better than peeping backside and cleavage in colorful outfit and nails mechanically running around the court without an emotional connection with the audience. OK, so Serena Williams will not be participating... one less "legitimate" contender for the crown there. Venus William is participating though... oh, no, not again! Not another two weeks of skin-toned shorts all over the place! *gag* Safina won't be there... great! One less potentially catastrophic mental breakdown on court! Maria Sharapova is back... and in her competitive form, too. Oh, boy, here we go... time to get new earplugs! Kim Clijsters and Sam Stosurs are in the draw! Awesome! Now, it's a real competition! Huh... they're in the same half of the draw though... uh-oh! :( Francesca Schiavone is in the draw. OK, nice... a guaranteed drama - in a good way.

So, yeah, drama is guaranteed at the women's side... not sure about the competitive quality of the matches though. Who would win? Seriously, apart from Kim Clijsters, are there any other women in the draw whose competitive edge had been consistent enough to put our money on? Sadly, no. So, let's just get on with it... and enjoy their outfits - if that is even possible at all! :)

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Sunday, January 16, 2011

3 Birthdays = Fun family day

We found another reason to spend a weekend with one another!
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by Philipina A. Marcelo


We started the year with a big and fun celebration! Two of my nieces and a grandniece celebrated their birthdays in January and we grabbed the
We found another excuse for a get-together!
chance to gather and do what we do best - eat together! Yaaay! :)

There was a fun coincidence. All born in the first month of the year, the three birthday girls happened to be the eldest in their respective broods, too! :) So, all of them are called "Ate" (Filipino word referring to an older female sibling). They have another thing in common - they all love chocolates... and we love all three of them! :)

I wish our three Ate's wonderful things and many, many more years of love, joy and laughter - hopefully, with all of us in the family! :)

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Sunday, January 9, 2011

My new manicure and pedicure...

...and why they make me say "aaaah..."!
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by Philipina A. Marcelo


So, I finally made it to the hair and nails salon! And since this is my first visit in 2011, it's kind of 'special'. :)

Old folks say that whatever state the New Year finds you in, that would be your situation all year round. Since I started the year with a chipped nail and one-month old pedicure, I cringed at the thought of this being my "nail situation" all throughout 2011. And so, I pushed aside laziness and proved superstition wrong!

I was motivated by a guaranteed reading time, a possibility of finally updating myself on the latest trend in the most delicious world of food via my Food Technology magazines, which were still in their unopened plastic packages. I hauled myself out of the comforts of my room to follow the path to personal care salvation! And, it wasn't without substantial effort. I knew I can withstand the confines of the salon for an hour or so as some 'magician' tried to revive my nails to life, however, I was not emotionally prepared to spend a couple more hours for a hair repair, too. So, I avoided all sorts of eye contact with my hair cutter/stylist and contented myself in getting my nails worked on - for now. It wasn't very difficult to do that either as I was absolutely engrossed in my book, and the people in the salon knew enough of this side of me by now. They knew that once I opened a book, I get lost in another world. I would've preferred to be more social... if TV sets in these "beauty" salons were tuned in to sports channel - but they never were! And it makes me wonder why... oh, well.

While my feet were soaked in warm soapy water - aaah, that felt good, my kind manicurist was coaxing my fingernails out of beauty coma. Luckily, my fingernails never play hard-to-get when coaxed like that. :) And so, they 'giggled' with excitement of being groomed to clean state with every stroke of the nail filer and with every twist of the clipper and the tweezers. As dust of sawed nails and dead skin piled on the floor, my nicely shaped nails were revived to life! Soon, I was holding my book carefully with eggplant-colored nails... and it felt very nice! And then, it was time to dig my toenails from the abyss of extreme unkempt state. I had to set aside my book for a while to pay attention - the process of reviving my toenails as they are hauled out of the painful trap of thorny ingrown is always an experience worth savoring for me. Aaargh, those punishing ingrown - they make every moment in pumps or stilettos seem a forever of torture! Flashbacks of having to inwardly groan as I endured the thorny pain from inside my work pumps, standing in front of my students as I gave lectures or pretending to walk gracefully as I walked with well-dressed colleagues and superiors, I winced in pain.

The coaxing started... my stubborn toenails resisted - painfully. More coaxing, my toenails started to soften their resistance in a flood of cuticle remover... I held my breath, held on to my seat. And then the punishing thorns were slowly pulled out... one-by-one - relief each time! It's like being slowly lifted from a bed of nails and transferred to a bed of roses. And then the biggest of them thorns was finally pulled out... a BIG sigh of relief from me and from the manicurist/pedicurist! Aaaah... on the bed of roses at last!! And then the manicurist/pedicurist started to hum... I knew then that the worst is over... and I went back to my book.

In the end, while I loved what she did with my nails, I was kind of "disappointed" with the efficiency of my manicurist/pedicurist... it made me a-wanting for more from my book! But I was just glad to have a few more minutes exploring the furniture and electronics stores nearby. I ended up buying a new stand for the TV set in my bedroom - on sale... 50% off the original price - and making a vow to myself to think about the economics of getting myself the new state-of-the-art Samsung surround-sound entertainment package... the kind that makes watching tennis and football (soccer) more interactive! :)

Contented with my conquest of the day, I "retreated" to my bedroom... and into the sweet coziness of my walk-in closet for some peace and quiet as I browsed the internet for a few things I am passionate about, outside teaching, that is - tennis and Roger Federer, football (soccer) and food, of course! :) And it was extra special to be "turning the pages" of the world wide web with clean eggplant-colored fingertips, and with legs outstretched where the pain-free eggplant-colored toe nails point up nicely into the ceiling in a "thumbs up"! :) My walk-in closet has never been that cozy, I tell ya!

Aaaah... what a day - life is beautiful!

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Photos: I own all photos.


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Sunday, January 2, 2011

A life of goodbyes...

...and it starts now.
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by Philipina A. Marcelo


I had an important realization a few weeks ago, just before 2010 was coming to a close... and it's all about goodbyes. I realized how fleeting everything truly is in this life... here today, gone tomorrow - everything... and everyone! And yet, some beautiful memories stay with us, especially those life-changing ones, those that touched us in many special ways. They leave vivid images in our minds because they are engraved in our hearts.

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Goodbye to exhilarating victories... and on to more subtle but meaningful ones?

"Variety", "precision" and "grace" are just some of the words usually found alongside the brilliant and high-class tennis that the cool and sublime genius, Roger Federer, plays. For most of the last decade, Roger Federer was the lone and towering wave of enormous force in the world of tennis... not that he no longer is these days. He remains to be a formidable force to be reckoned with in the tennis world... except that, these days, he no longer is the only one.

After years of being on top, he is now a "second fiddler", as mean sports analysts would say, to his long-time former second fiddler, Rafael "Rafa" Nadal. After winning his fourth Aussie Open Crown - his record-breaking 16th Grand Slam single's title - in the opening of last season in Melbourne, he shocked the world by failing to defend his crown in Roland Garros. He fell in the Quaterfinals from that hungry-for-a-win racquet wielded by the then up-and-coming Swede superstar, Robin Soderling. Because of the glory of his career that left tennis enthusiasts and the legends who made historical achievements awestruck for a decade now, that occurrence in the City of Lights felt like an anomaly! As he staggered his way to the Quarterfinals in Wimbledon... and losing to the hard-hitting shot trickster, Thomas Berdych - in that grass court of the All England Club where he was the undisputed King of his hard-hitting generation, the tennis fandom fell speechless from the shock! And in Flushing Meadows, where he was edged by Juan Martin Del Potro of Argentina in a tightly contested final match in the previous year, he couldn't recover from a self-induced hiccup and exited in the semi-finals as his opponent, the perennial #3 in the world, Novak Djokovic, stared and shook his head in disbelief!

While the Swiss Maestro regrouped, picking up a title each in Stockholm and Cincinnati, and capturing the prestigious ATP World Tour Year Ender Crown in London against the other Top 8 players of the world, beating Rafa Nadal in a three-setter final match - to equal the five-win record shared by Pete Sampras and Ivan Lendl - he remained seated behind Rafa Nadal as World #2. And then sports analysts, damn them, upped the volume of their talks on "Federer decline", "the end of Federer", "Men's tennis without Federer", "Nadal is the New King", etc., and these are the same guys who were swearing a few years back that Roger Federer is the BEST tennis player that ever walked the planet, and will continue to be that for many generations. I'm not sure what was more heartbreaking for Roger, the actual losses or the piercing words. I will not begin to speculate how that made him feel... because it made me feel awful - and I am just a fan! Apart from occasionally shoving back with a hey-get-a-tennis-history-book-and-look-me-up sounding replies to acid questions, he never showed devastation. Instead, cheerful photos of him taking vacation with his young family emerged in the internet... and they were very pleasing and absolutely heartwarming to see. People then began to understand where is Roger getting this calmness and armor from devastation from: wonderful family moments.

But there's more....

While his own world - the tennis world - the world that thrived for a decade on the excitement he brought through his brilliance was being unkind to him, Roger reinvented himself and turned the tide once more to the tennis world's favor. In December, as he was diligently stitching together and firming up his winning form with a more "aggressive" tactic for the next season of tennis, he also organized the "Match for Africa" in Zurich, Switzerland. It is an exhibition match with his so-called rival, Rafa Nadal, organized through the Roger Federer Foundation. The event was aimed at generating funds to send impoverished African children to school. Rafa followed his lead and did the same, and Roger played another exhibition match with his "nemesis" in Madrid, Spain. Even when the tennis world was on a break then, the world was all excited with the wonderful exhibition matches Roger and Rafa played. Needless to say, Roger seemed exhilarated by the impact of his action... using his incredible talent, fame and fortune to extend a helping hand where help is badly needed. With this wonderful trend that he started - forging camaraderie even between "rivals" to make a difference - the tennis world, for sure, will never be the same again. And so, the tennis world assumes a great image of constantly evolving excitement and a care for humanity... once again, care of its El Maestro, Roger Federer.

Roger might've started writing his "goodbye note" to the tennis world as an active player just because he won't be young and strong enough to play forever. And yet, he is showing the world that a "goodbye" to his old world does not mean a "decline" from his previous status there. After all, how could one be achieving great things - one after another - worthy for the history books one moment, and then being a "second fiddler" to someone else the next moment? Life has stages... and Roger is showing us that we must move from one stage to the next. In fact, a "goodbye" from his old world could be a "hello" to another, which could even be a spawn of his old world, where he could once again generate an exhilarating energy! Only this time, it is more meaningful - not just for himself and his loved ones, but also for a multitude of people. Being able to see that, being brave enough to accept this reality even when you are still at the top of your game, I believe, is the real mark of great achievement and the real measure of a TRUE CHAMPION!!


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Goodbye to Love

For a little over three years, I was hanging on to keep the flame of long-distance love alive for someone special and dear. It's still hard for me to speak about it... even now that it's all died out. Perhaps, it was the way it ended that brings sadness to an otherwise perfect memory.

Distance is not a friend of love - I know that now. It makes love suffer... and suffering erodes love - even the truest kind. I know that I tempted fate by choosing the difficult situation of being away from the loved one - to feed that "selfish monster" called idealism, but I was faithful... and yet, suffering lingered. While I made all kinds of precautions... using professional preoccupation as a shield from suffering, distance muddled up communication, and a muddled up communication line confuses feelings associated with love. Confusion and sometimes conflicting feelings can inflict torturous suffering, too. Sometimes, even well-meaning friends can add to the confusion... passing on messages with hints of opinion that they honestly believe would help, and yet, they don't. But more than anything else, when honesty becomes an issue, and temptations start to actually tempt, then love slowly slips away. I think I suffered more from the lack of honesty from the other end... perhaps, that was a survival strategy... I wouldn't know 'cause I lost love the day honesty was thrown out of the back door.

But love is about forgiving and forgetting... and so, yes, I forgave... and I've forgotten, too! Therefore, goodbye to love - that love! But I'm keeping the good memories and the most wonderful friendship in my heart - both remain to be the very best I've ever had, and will sustain my hope for the right love... next time around.


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The last goodbye: Crossing over to the other side

I fought a number of exciting battles... most of them I won - out of the brute force of struggle and hardwork. I thought all battles could be won like that... until I had to fight the battle of my life.

Death, I found, has no mercy... it knows no boundaries, no race. It does not respect societal status, nor recognize a lifetime of kindness or achievements - no matter how brilliant! When it comes to take you to crossover to the other side, it does so with cold, unfeeling and impersonal efficiency. It leaves you with no other sane choice but to rise calmly to your feet and follow its lead. Therefore, it is more reasonable to just ask for time - a little time - to take care of the practical things so that no one would suffer as you embark to crossover to the other side.

Memories... these are the very best things that you could possibly leave behind - more meaningful and useful than any material inheritance... more lasting, more enduring. Therefore, build as much as you can while you have your "little time"... and share them with as many people as possible - especially those who need them. As others would say, "live today as if it was your last...." I completely agree.

Embrace life with vigor and enthused excitement! Cast away sorrows and worries 'cause they won't buy you time. Endeavor to commune with happiness and love... and when they're not there, persevere to look for them. When you finally found them, stay in their heart and keep them in yours. Live life as if it was your last chance to say goodbye! And saying goodbye begins at every chance you get.


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Photo credits and acknowledgement: All the Roger Federer photos are grabbed from various sites (#1: Roger after winning the Australian Open in 2007, BBC Sports, #2: Rafa and Roger at the ATP Final 2010 from tennisthoughts.com, #3. Roger and Rafa from Roger Federer's Facebook Wall photos, and #4. Roger from live-onlinetennistournament.blogspot.com.) Thanks for the use of the photos. I own all other photos.

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Monday, December 27, 2010

Christmas 2010

It's family time!
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by Philipina A. Marcelo


Aaah... and the long wait for "the day", the most joyful of all days of the year, is finally over! It's Christmas - all over the world!!

And the kids pranced about cheerfully - waiting for him, good old jolly St. Nick, and his kind elves to give away Christmas cheers. The young at heart wore broad smiles on their faces - all traces of troubles gone - for Christmas day is the day when the Conqueror of all troubles was born! He who vanished the darkness of sins - in the illuminating light of His Love. And all that there is, is joy, joy... and more joy!

The Christ Jesus is born! And so, the Christian world pause from the daily grind to celebrate the birth of its King!

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Joy to the Family

While Christians celebrate Christmas in various fashions, depending on the culture in that corner of the world where they live, my family always celebrate Christmas as a most special Family Day! After all, it was the day when the Holy Family was finally complete. And so, my family and I commemorated the special occasion with a solemn prayer through the Holy Mass, gathering around the dining table at our home to partake of a simple meal we all prepared, and exchanging gifts to celebrate God's most precious gift to save humanity from the death of sinfulness: His Only Son. And we prayed for His blessing... to let us remain in His most precious heart, in the company of His obedient servant, St. Joseph, and the Blessed Virgin who carried the Messiah in her womb... and brought Him into our midst, in that one silent night... the holiest of nights!

And there was nothing else but joy, joy... and more joy!

And so, from my family: Happy Christmas!

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Thomasian Paskuhan 2010

Being the seat of Catholic education in the Philippines, once again, the University of Santo Tomas (UST) celebrated Christmas with its yearly tradition: "Paskuhan". The event was defined by that distinctive grandeur that befits the coming of The King! The one-week feast started with a Holy Mass and then followed by a slew of truly unforgettable events: "Christmas Concert" - a serenade to the Baby in the Manger by the world-renowned UST Singers, the UST Symphony Orchestra and a host of Thomasian talents. The event was attended by members of the 'high society' of Culture and Arts enthusiasts in Manila, as well as international dignitaries. The joyful "Gift Giving" to the adopted indigent communities of the University followed. On the last day of the Celebration, more activities were enjoyed by the Thomasians: the colorful "Christmas Parade", the annual "Rock Concert and Party" at the UST Grandstand, and the much-awaited magnificent 5-minute fireworks. The Blue Cross atop the UST Main Building then saw everyone home for the holidays.

While most were exhilarated by the fabulous Paskuhan, more than the lights, the colors, happy cheers and awesome fireworks, the University celebrated Christmas with the renewal of bond among members of the Thomasian family. Every Office and College held its own Christmas gathering, which are all highlighted by fun bonding moments. Many alumni took time to join the annual Thomasian Christmas traditions.

And there was nothing else but joy, joy... and more joy!

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Photo labels: #1. "The kind elf and his favorite star", ornaments from our Christmas tree; #2. "Christmas Day with the Family", images from our Christmas celebration at home; #3. "Paskuhan 2010", images from the UST Christmas celebration with my colleagues at the Chemical Engineering Department; #4. "Paskuhan scene at the Plaza Mayor", in front of the UST Main Building.

Photo Credits: I own all photos, except the last (Photo #4), which belongs to Norberto Villanueva.

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Thursday, November 18, 2010

Tria Haec...

...a Thomasian Commitment.
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by Philipina A. Marcelo


On April 28, 2011, the Pontifical and Royal University of Santo Tomas, The Catholic University of the Philippines (UST) will be marking its 400th Foundation Anniversary - "400 Years of Unending Grace". And, on its University Day, January 28, 2011 - the Feast of its Patron Saint, St. Thomas Aquinas - this oldest University in Asia will hold the highlight of its Quadricentennial celebrations! True to its Catholic values and aspirations, the University prepared for its "Q Celebration" with a spiritual event that proved to be a turning point for many Thomasians serving the University.

On November 3-5, 2010, the Office of the Vice Rector for Religious Affairs and the Office of Campus Ministry organized the historical "Quadricentennial Retreat", where UST Administrators, Academic Staff and Non-Academic Personnel - all 2,000+ of us - came together at the SMX Convention Center at the Mall of Asia Complex in Pasay City to set the UST Q Celebration wheels in motion! The theme of the momentous event was "Tria Haec... Impelled by Faith, Propelled by Hope, Compelled by Love".

The three-day spiritual journey was divided into three parts, each with its own theme: (1) First day: "Impelled by Faith", (2) Second day: "Propelled by Hope", and (3) Third day: "Compelled by Love". All three days started with the community praying the Rosary and, except the first day, closed with the celebration of the Holy Mass. Each day was made unforgettable by a truly engaging Talk given by a very distinguished Man of God. Thomasian lay persons served as witnesses, sharing their experience(s) related with UST in heartfelt words that made each day an absolutely meaningful one.

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Impelled by Faith

The opening mass on the first day was celebrated by His Eminence Gaudencio B. Cardinal Rosales, D.D. - the Archbishop of Manila and himself a brilliant Thomasian. An alumnus of the UST Seminary, Cardinal Rosales considered the event to be a wonderful homecoming for him.

In his homily, Cardinal Rosales challenged the Thomasians to carry on the vision of the University's founder, Rev. Fr. Miguel de Benavides, O. P., to serve God in humility through high quality Catholic education that is defined by love and compassion. While this might be a tall order to many, Cardinal Rosales said that doing this begins with small things - little baby steps. He then proceeded to remind the leadership of the University and all the Thomasian leaders in their respective fields that the main reason for the resilience of UST is Fr. Benavides's vision, which is a UST flourishing in the brilliance of its people, who are impelled by their Catholic faith. It is that same vision which Thomasians from many generations have set their sights to and committed their time and talents to. This is why UST remains to be the beacon of excellent Catholic education, not only in the Philippines, but in the whole of Asia - for four centuries now! Therefore, the importance of having a vision cannot be overemphasized, and that "leadership without vision is treason".

Following the mass and other preliminary activities was the first Retreat Talk given brilliantly by another illustrious Thomasian, the Most Rev. Fr. Teodoro Bacani, D.D. Bishop Bacani spoke about faith, and its importance as the foundation of service to God and His people. He said that Faith is PET. P = personal, E = ecclesiastical, and T = transformative. He stressed on the three aspects of transformative faith: passion for excellence, compassion for people, and submission to God. He reminded everyone that in spiritual life - a life that a Thomasian should hope to live - the only way to go "up" is to go "down" humbly - in service to God. And one excellent way to serve God with humility is through teaching, therefore teaching could be an apostolate. However, God is not asking us to do "superhuman" things, and that service to Him begins in small steps - in the right direction, small efforts - in the name of God. And, most importantly, Faith is Trust... Trust in God's Love.

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Propelled by Hope

The second day saw the Most Rev. Fr. Luis Antonio Tagle, D.D. tug at many hearts and bring enlightenment to many bewildered minds and souls. Bishop Tagle spoke about Hope, and the mysterious ways by which God renews us spiritually... through His love - in the form of Hopeful inspiration.

Since that day in November 2007 when I came back to UST after a long absence, restlessness and despair seemed to have settled in my heart and soul, and they were dragging me down helplessly into the abyss of hopelessness! I believe that it was on the second day of the Retreat when restlessness finally eased its grip on me, and I was able to stare despair in the eyes with inspired defiance that made it squirm away! It was on this day when my Thomasian commitment was renewed in ways that were very special. And I have reasons to believe that Bishop Tagle whispered that magical prayer that scared restlessness out of its wits to finally shut up - hopefully, never to regain enough energy to rattle my world again!

Bishop Tagle began his Talk not by defining Hope, but by saying that, "Hope is experienced in absurd and senseless situations." Naturally, just because I felt that I have always been in and out of a "senseless and absurd situation" since November 2007 - in UST - what he said made me sit up and listen intently... in the hope of inviting and finally experiencing Hope in that "senseless and absurd" situation of mine! He then proceeded to ask his battery of "why's"... why do we fret on absurd and senseless things while other people see them insignificant enough to be completely ignored? Why does our blood boil at the sight of absurdity and senselessness when others can afford a serene smile and peacefully walk away unperturbed? Why do we want to scream our heads off when people choose senselessness and absurdity over wisdom and common sense while others just stare blankly and walk away with a shrug? And then, he proceeded to answer his own questions... because we see sense... because wisdom is our friend... because we feel compassion - and it makes sense... because we understand what is right and what is wrong... because we recognize a tiny little beauty in a sea of repulsive ugliness... because we know better, and we know that things can be better... and most importantly, because Hope is in our hearts!

Huh? What was that again? Bishop Tagle's declaration left me frozen for a few absurd seconds! I had Hope in my heart? It didn't make sense! As if hearing my confusion, the kind Bishop went on to say that the day when we submit to senselessness and absurdity, and allow them to dominate our lives and our surroundings - automatically fixing a serene smile on our faces, shrugging our shoulders with a resigned sigh, turning our back and walking away unperturbed - is the day when we stop caring... the day when we lose Hope!

Senselessness and absurdity will continue to stir our souls to restlessness when Hope resides in our hearts... because "hope is about living - living a life that is focused on God - living a life in God...," the Bishop said. We cling to God and His words, no matter how absurd it is, no matter how senseless the thought of it is, no matter how difficult - because we have Faith in Him... and our Faith gives us hope because Hope and Faith are together - in a life in God. Right there and then, epiphany hit me, and I was overjoyed!!

I always thought I've made a mistake by coming back to UST after my enriching and thoroughly satisfying stint at Cornell University in New York as a Fulbright scholar... giving up many great opportunities for an exciting life with a lucrative career - a chance of living in luscious pastures where the grass is so much greener. I came back to the Philippines because I was absolutely committed to fulfill my end of the bargain in the very prestigious scholarship - a small price to pay. And I chose UST to go back to among many other opportunities in the Philippines because, being a devout Catholic and having taught there for a number of years before Cornell, I couldn't think of anywhere else where service can be more fulfilling. And that burning desire to make a difference in my country - I had that... I still have it!

While the inefficiency of various organizational systems in UST drove me to grave and hopeless despair - EVERY SINGLE DAY - I always get lost in delicious ecstasy whenever I stand in front of my students to give a lecture. I'm pretty sure it wasn't just about the wonders of teaching and the beautiful process of passing on an acquired knowledge... but it's more about the Thomasian spirit - God's grace - that moves about in every hallowed classroom of my beloved USTe. The feeling is so addictively beautiful that I'd like to feel it everywhere and everytime. Therefore, it drove me crazy (it still does) whenever I feel the exact opposite of ecstasy - experiencing the senseless inefficiencies of some key offices and the utter absurdity of those who make big decisions for the University in those offices! And the reason why these kill me everytime is because, many times before, I've breathed the air of Universities steered to greatness by dear old wisdom and common sense of their leaders. But now, I understand that this knowledge and rich experiences - all are wonderful gifts from God - give me hope that someday, UST will flourish in the great wisdom and common sense of its own wonderful leaders as well... when the few absurd ones finally see sense! But the long wait drove me to despair in the meantime - it still does! Nevertheless, if Bishop Tagle was right, that this despair is rooted to Hope, I'd gladly take it, even willingly suffer from it! And, I know that the constant burst of ecstasy in the classroom with my brilliant students, and in the company of wonderful true friends in the University, no matter how infrequent, will help me endure despair!

And so, I remain hopeful... and faithful in my Hope.

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Compelled by Love

The very kind and popular former chief-of-staff of the late Cardinal Jaime L. Sin, the Most Rev. Socrates B. Villegas, D.D., the Archbishop of Lingayen-Dagupan, Pangasinan took the "love helm" on the third day of the Retreat. Archbishop Villegas stressed on the four foremost aspects of Love: (1) Love is contemplative... and a Christian's way of contemplation is by prayer, because prayer leads to God... and God is Love. Praying to God is like resting with God... and when we are rested with God, we have peace in our hearts. (2) Love is compassion... and compassionate - it is on fire, always eager to to be with the beloved - no matter what, and therefore, always eager to give and forgive. (3) Love is communion... it seeks relationship, strengthening relationship - with God, through God and in God. A communion with God, Archbishop Villegas said, is "allowing God to embrace us." And when we are in God's embrace, we are protected from all anxieties that impedes personal and spiritual growth. (4) Love is communication... communication through the heart - in silence - because the language of God is silence... because love is best expressed in silence.

And so, we all paused in silence... and savored the warmth and sweetness of God's embrace. The experience was a life-changing one for me... it did not only renew my Thomasian commitment, it did clear the clouds in the sky above me as well. Now, it's all blue and, oh, so beautiful, too! And in that beauty... in the velvety silence, I think I heard God whisper what He desired of me... and the wisdom of it brought peace in my heart and in my mind.

I am glad I am a Thomasian! I am proud to be a Thomasian!

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Photo credits: I own all photos, except Photo #3 (statue of Rev. Fr. Miguel de Benavides, O. P.): owned by Norberto Villanueva.

Acknowledgement: Photos #5, #6, #7 and #10 are shots of the paintings of the late Joey Velasco, which were loaned by his wife to UST and on display during the Q Retreat at SMX Convention Center. My sincerest appreciation and gratitude to Joey Velasco's wife.

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Monday, November 1, 2010

Hitting the road again...

...for more family time.
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by Philipina A. Marcelo


Being a predominantly Roman Catholic country, the Philippines observes "All Saints Day" and "All Souls Day" as important religious holy days. Therefore, November 1 (All Saints Day) and 2 (All Souls Day) are special non-working holidays. It is that time of year when those who work in the Big Cities, such as Metro-Manila, but hailed in provinces outside the City take time to visit the resting place of their beloved departed in their home towns. As they do, they visit their relatives and old friends as well. This has become the usual practice that, over the years, these holy days have become more of a time for family reunion, or a chance to travel and bond with family and friends, rather than just the mere observance of religious holidays.

This year, my own family took advantage of the All Saints/Souls Day to travel to Manaoag, Pangasinan - my birthplace - to visit my mother's and our grandparents' resting place. We avoided the crowd and traffic by going to Pangasinan on the 31st of October.

So, once again... roadtrip!! :) This time, we headed north!

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The province that makes salt

Pangasinan is a Philippine province located in Northern Luzon, about 170 km north of Manila. One of Pangasinan's biggest industries is salt making, which earlier earned the province the nickname asinan, or the place where salt (or asin in the vernacular) is made. Later, the province was formally called "Pangasinan". Among many others, it is famous for the Filipino culinary icon, the bagoong - fermented baby fish in viscous brownish sauce that impart saltiness to a dish with the exotic flavors of young fish meat. Its by-product, the clear yellowish to brownish liquid is the fish sauce (or patis in the vernacular). Bagoong's variant, the bagoong alamang (anchovies), is shrimp paste that is red in color, and made by the fermentation of minute shrimp. Bagoong is usually used to season vegetable dishes, for which Pangasinan is also known, and to cut the sourness and enhance the flavors of the local green carabao mango and other unripe sour tropical fruits.

Pangasinan is where the famous wonder of the world is found: the Hundred Islands - a place of fascinating tropical beauty, comprised of more than a hundred islands and islets scattered beautifully in clear blue water. Thousands of Filipinos from different provinces and foreigners visit Alaminos, Pangasinan to enjoy the beauty of this iconic Philippine tourist destination every year. Surrounded by water, Pangasinan is known for its many beach resorts, especially in the Lingayen Gulf. As such, Pangasinan is also famous for its seafoods, and its waters is the home for the milk fish, or bangus - the national fish of the Philippines.

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The town of the Lady who calls

Manaoag is a small town in Pangasinan that is four- to five-hour drive North of Manila. While the town is economically progressive, boasting of good concrete roads and generally satisfactory public services, the quiet and slow paced "barrio lifestyle" is preserved in Manaoag. Still rich in its natural greeneries, Manaoag has no high-rise buildings and giant malls anywhere, but people generally live a comfortable life with the amenities of modern living in their homes.

Manaoag is famous for the "Shrine of Our Lady of Manaoag", which is the home for Our Lady of the Most Holy Rosary of Manaoag - a title of the Blessed Virgin Mary associated with her image enshrined in the church. The ivory image of Our Lady, or Apo Baket to the locals, was brought to the Philippines from Spain by a Spanish friar in the 17th century. It is believed to be miraculous, surviving a number of catastrophes over several centuries now. According to legends, the Virgin Mary appeared to a local peasant. He was "called" (or, tinaoag in the vernacular) by Our Lady, who held a rosary on one hand and the baby Jesus on the other. The peasant then related that the apparition was the same as the image of Our Lady. Later, a church was built in that same spot where the peasant saw Our Lady and the town was called "Manaoag" as a tribute to Our Lady who "calls" (or mantaoag in the vernacular), and she became the Patroness of the town. The church was partially destroyed by a number of catastrophes, including a bomb dropped on the church that destroyed its sanctuary in World War II, but Our Lady's image remained intact. The Church was then rebuilt in its present location atop a hill, where the image of Our Lady resides. The Parish is presently ran by the Dominicans.

Over the years, devotees related several stories - testimonials to miracles and granted petition for intercessions to Our Lady. Soon, pilgrims from all over the country visit the church in multitudes yearly, to pay homage to Our Lady and to seek her intercession. Many of them testify to the miracles and favors granted to them. Members of our own family are devotees of Our Lady as well. We visit whenever we can... our first stop whenever we visit Manaoag is always the Church - it's like coming home to the Mother who gently calls.

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A Soulful Place

After hearing the mass and paying homage to Our Lady in the Shrine, my family and I then proceeded to visit the resting place of our late mother and grandparents in the old town cemetery, a few minutes away from the Shrine. Unlike the modern cemeteries in the City, the Manaoag public cemetery is not a sprawling manicured lawn where beautifully carved stones in the departed souls' graves are nicely arrayed in a fashion that "simulates" peace and serenity.

My niece who was born in Manila and is so used to seeing modern cemeteries in the City was fascinated by all the old tombs, painted shabbily in white and other colors, that are scattered on muddy soil in almost a confusing disarray in the Manaoag cemetery. Characteristic of a person with a kind heart, like a little child, my niece gasped at the "chaos" and then cheerfully lighted candles and erected them on our departed's tombs. Afterwards, she lead us in prayers to God and in saying words of praises in soulful dedication to our dear departed. She then proceeded to explore the cemetery with fascination and enthusiasm, taking note of how each family lovingly dedicated prayers to their departed everywhere in the cemetery. She commented that the "soulfulness" of the place more than made up for its shabby facade.

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Eating with our bare hands

After accomplishing our holy day mission, it was time to savor what Pangasinan is famous for gastronomically speaking - seafood and freshly picked vegetables cooked in bagoong! :)

We ate a (very) late lunch in a popular restaurant in Dagupan City - Silverio's. Dagupan is about 30-minute drive northwest of Manaoag. While far from being as Metropolitan as Manila, Dagupan is easily one of the most modern places in Pangasinan - it's where the malls, movie houses and other modern hangout places, as well as the more advanced universities in Pangasinan can be found. It is known in the country for its big fish pens that culture, among many others, the bangus, making Pangasinan an important province of the Philippines. Silverio's is surrounded by fish pens, and located on the periphery of the City center. It's fame is not so much for it's ambiance, which is far from being subtle and "classy" (they have a band performing Lady Gaga and Justin Bieber songs live on lunchtime, imagine?), but for its deliciously cooked food that are authentic Pangasinense dishes!

Being true blue Pangasinense himself, my father ordered most of the food for us. His mouthwatering picks consisted of large grilled bangus - freshly caught from the fish pen, large crabs in deliciously spicy garlic sauce, large octopus - fresh and tender, and grilled medium rare, pancit guisado (an Asian noodle dish seasoned with soy sauce and garnished with stir fried thinly cut lean pork and greens), and "the other" Pangasinense specialty: pinakbet - a dish of fresh tropical vegetables cooked in "that condiment" that a true Pangasinense can't do without, the bagoong, until the veggies become so tender that they melt in the mouth. We chose a table outside the building - right next to the fish pens, and watched the fishes swam and jumped while waiting for our food.

Having spent all my summer vacations helping out in my grandparents farmland in Manaoag until I was in College, I know that there is only one way to enjoy a sumptuous Pangasinense meal - eating with bare hands! :) In my book, a Pangasinan restaurant could claim to be serving "authentic" Pangasinense food only if: (1) it provided a station for washing hands so its patrons can enjoy the food by eating with their bare hands, and (2) it served bagoong with calamansi and siling labuyo (bird's eye chili) - before anything else! Silverio's did both... so, you could actually forgive the band-on-lunchtime appetite killer. And so, we washed our hands with soap and water, took our individual sauce bowls, poured a decent amount of bagoong, squeezed calamansi juice into it - to taste, and then crushed in a couple of siling labuyo into the mix - for a most exciting gastronomic experience. And then, yes, our orders were served - chow time! All of a sudden, the "noise" from the live band seemed like a little murmur from a distance! Needless to say, we enjoyed every fistful of our food! Silverio's didn't disappoint - at all! :)

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That mouthwatering gold

After eating, we set out to return to Manila... but not after getting a few kilos of another Pangasinan delicacies: Puto Calasiao and Kutsinta Calasiao. Calasiao is another town in Pangasinan - about 30-minute drive southwest of Dagupan towards Manila. It is famous for another "national food treasure" Puto Calasiao and its variant, Kutsinta Calasiao.

Puto Calasiao is a snack/dessert made by fermenting semi-glutinous rice flour, usually in earthen jars. The resulting bite-size white rice cakes are sweet with soft texture and a faint fermented note that makes them so unique. Puto making is one of the major industries of Calasiao, Pangasinan - and it's a big industry, too... earning the white rice cake the nickname, "the white gold" of Calasiao. The marketplace for puto in Calasiao is an (tourist) attraction on its own. There were more than 200 stalls in one roof - selling puto and other Pangasinan snacks/dessert, like bucayo (candied coconut strips in caramelized sugar) and candied tamarind. The kutsinta is a variant of puto, which is made of sticky rice flour. As such, it has a more distinctive jelly-like texture that allows a clean bite - making it not only delicious but also fun to eat. While, I love puto Calasiao eversince I was little, I notice that I usually end up eating more kutsinta whenever I'm given both. So, maybe I secretly prefer kutsinta? Either way, I recommend both rice cakes to anyone who visits Pangasinan.

We bought a few kilos of the rice cakes, ate some, saved some for pasalubong (Filipino for presents for those who were left at home) and then headed out to Manila.

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A pleasant surprise

While searching for the Calasiao Puto Cooperative Market, we stumbled upon another Calasiao treasure - the Parish Church of Saints Peter and Paul. I gathered that this Roman Catholic church was built from the 17th to the 19th centuries by Dominican friars. While the bell tower of the church is a recent reproduction of the original, as the original was destroyed by an earthquake, most of the structure, including its sprawling convent, was original. We were mesmerized by how well-preserved the interior of the church was, it was a most charming treasure that anyone, including us, would be so thrilled to find - while finding his way in an unfamiliar place. And, there was a bonus, too - we found an image of one of our favorite saints, St. Therese of the Child Jesus! Naturally, my sisters, niece and I didn't waste the opportunity to take a few souvenir photos.

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A fascinating detour on the way home

As the sun began to set, casting long shadows on the ground, we reluctantly got ready to head home... and then we got a text message from another sister, who was vacationing with her husband and in-laws in his hometown: Pampanga, another province - north of Manila, south of Pangasinan... about 1.5-hr drive from Manila. My sister's in-laws were inviting us to drop by and eat dinner at their place as their town was celebrating its fiesta. As Philippine town fiestas are celebrated with grand "parade" of food originating from the town, naturally, we were thrilled by the prospect of eating Kapampangan (local reference to Pampanga inhabitants) food! And so, we willingly detoured to Pampanga en route to Manila.

The Province of Pampanga is known as the "Culinary Capital" of the Philippines. It is what Bologna is to Italy. Among many others, it is famous for that "sinful" sisig, a dish made from ground parts of pig's head and liver, cooked until almost crispy and seasoned with salt and vinegar. It is usually served on a sizzling plate, as "sizzling sisig", which adds to its exotic culinary uniqueness. Longganisa (pork links or Philippine chorizo) and tocino (cured meat) are two of the most sought-after Pampanga culinary specialties. They are different from other product of their kind because of their tender texture and distinctive sweetness that balances out the tartness. The sweetness comes from the sugar in the recipe, which caramelizes and, together with the fat of the meat, turns the longganisa and the tocino to an appetizing glazed golden brown when cooked. The manufacture of these meat products had become one of the biggest industries of Pampanga, and the process has evolved over the years, spawning a number of variants of these culinary treasures such as the delicious skinless longganisa and the boneless chicken tocino.

As far as tradition, Pampanga has a number of unique features that attract many tourists, such as the re-enactment of the nailing on the cross of Jesus Christ on Good Friday, which draws an incredible size of crowd and media coverage each year. Another thing that Pampanga is known for that showcases the creativity of the Pampanguenos is its colorfully lit Christmas lanterns.

The star that guided the three Magi to the manger where the baby Jesus was born on that silent and holiest of nights is that symbol of Christmas closest to the Filipino heart. Therefore, hanging the Christmas lantern - in the shape of a star - on our windows is our way of welcoming the Christmas season. Filipinos usually troop to Pampanga during Christmas season - and for the Filipinos, that's right after the All Saints/Souls Day - to choose (and purchase) among the thousands of beautifully designed lanterns with their amazing electronically designed lights. This has become a major industry in the Province of Pampanga. A cooperative was also set up to oversee the industry, putting most of the lantern stores in one place. The beautiful lanters were showcased in a long stretch of stalls along the North Superhighway. Passers by are completely wowed and lured by the fascinating lanterns... we were so wowed and lured, we bought one for our house. The decision to choose one amongst thousands was indeed exciting, and at the same time, an agonizing can't-make-up-my-mind process! But we survived! :)

We then headed to my sister's in-laws place to partake of and enjoy the sumptuous feast that featured about a dozen of Pampanga's amazing cuisine... and then headed home - happy and, oh, so belly- satisfied!

Indeed, it was a wonderful day spent with the family - eating, praying... and yet again savoring the renewal of familial love, the warmth of which saw us on our way home.

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Photo credits: I own all photos, except Collage 1 (Hundred Islands, bangus and bagoong alamang): grabbed from various travel blogs/websites, and Collage 9 (longganisa, skinless longganisa, tocino, sisig): grabbed from various cooking and food blogs/websites. Thanks for the loan.


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