Sunday, June 19, 2011

Happy Father's Day!

No gifts, just memories.
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by Philipina A. Marcelo


I do not have a gift for my father this Father's Day. :( He did say something about "lasting gift" when he travelled to Ithaca, New York to attend my graduation
The wind beneath my wings...
in Cornell University four years ago. :) Although I thought he was just being 'melodramatic' about it, now that I'm held up and unable to get something for him, I am taking him up for that "lasting gift" proposition. ;) But I do wish him more wonderful years of contentment, peace, love and joy of a father. May our good Lord continue to shower him with more blessings and bountiful reasons to keep celebrating life!

To all the cool and wonderful fathers out there, happy Father's Day! :)

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Sunday foodie...

...and the eating goes on!
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by Philipina A. Marcelo


Okay, I'm cheating. :) This entry should have been posted about a couple of months ago... but I have been too lazy to upload photos from my camera to my computer - to my nieces and nephew's disappointment! Aaaw, sorry, guys! :) But they know me... I'm almost always late on stuff like this. But, hey, I always come through - if people were patient enough to wait! :) Besides, this entry coincidentally fits what the Philippines is celebrating today: our National Hero's Day - Jose Rizal's Day.

After my nephew Miguel (or Miggy) learned that he passed his High School entrance exams, he wanted to celebrate! He and his sisters, Poala and Myka, went to check out the results with him. As their parents were at work, and it was still summer vacation then (see? very late, right?), of course, the "idle aunt" was the self-appointed celebration chaperone! :) As usual... food trip for us! :)

While their taste palates are "well-exercised" being such food lovers, these kids can also be "easy"... easy to please! For Myka and Miggy, for as long as there's chicken, they're good! :) And when chicken is involved, there's one place that comes to mind: "K.K.K.", where the chicken is cooked in various Pinoy na Pinoy styles! And everything is reasonably priced as well... so, for people like us who "enjoy food to the max", K.K.K. is a 2go2 place. And today, something Filipino is also apt since it's Rizal's Day. :)

From the banga (clay pot) plant holders and the hardwood benches at the receiving area that usually adorn old Philippine villas, to the rice straw ceiling accents, the ambiance in the restaurant was very Filipino. The menu

KKK kids...
design was "fun" as well... their poultry choices, for instance were dubbed "sa pula, sa puti" (or, "for the red rooster, for the white rooster") and their beef dishes were dubbed "maki-baka" (or, "struggle" - the battlecry of the 1986 EDSA People Power Revolution heroes). This of course, gave me the opportunity to educate the kids about Pinoy old past-times, like sabong (cockfight), and some first-hand account of the EDSA People Power Revolution of 1986, while we were waiting for our food to be served. :) See, I like these types of restaurants that are creative, not only in the dishes they served, but also in small details in their services.

As expected, Miggy chose the "fried chicken ng KKK", which came with three sauces, one of which Miggy thinks "special" (soy sauce, delicately sweetened and given a mild "kick" to mask the fermented note) and he so loved it. In fact, the next time he stayed the weekend with us at home, he requested me to try to immitate the sauce... which I did to only a dismal success - the fine tuning was hard! :) Beaten by Miggy in the fried chicken race, Myka chose the "chicken barbecue" cooked in a truly delicious sweetish marinade and garnished with crunchy greens and pickled green papaya. Poala, quite conscious of her figure now that she's reached 20 years,
Bibingka special
ordered the light noodle merienda, pancit palabok. It's a rice noodle dish, topped with rich shrimp sauce, thin slices of hardboiled egg, a dust of ground chicharron (pork rind), and chopped scallions. And I chose a mouthwatering merienda: bibingka espesyal, which is a rice cake baked with rice flour and coconut milk. :) It was baked with a generous amount of white cheese on top, which together with slices of century egg, contrasted nicely with the sweet and rich rice base of the bibingka. When it was being brought to us, the sweet smell of burnt banana leaves with which the earthen baking ware used to bake the bibingka was lined, filled our nostrils - very enticing. After sprinkling the top with a mixture of brown sugar and browned grated coconut meat, I ate a slice of the warm fluffy delight... aaaaah, heaven! It went very nicely with my samalamig - a cold beverage with tapioca pearls and gelatine bits, flavored with vanilla.

We left the restaurant very satisfied... and we went to shop for new swim wears for the kids. I told you, it was still summer! :)

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Hey, I'm being good!

Back to the future. I don't know what I've posted here that alarmed some of my friends. I think that because I've not been talking
I've been good... and here's Exhibit #1. :)
fruits and veggies lately, they've been getting the impression that I've not been eating "properly". And they feel that it's irresponsible, considering that I'm still recuperating from a recent "close encounter" with the "hooded one". :) But, of course, my Knights in Whites shooed it away with a stroke of the scalpel... and negotiated some more years for me to enjoy watching footie and tennis... and the beautiful men who play them. Yowzer! ;) OK, I admit, I'm being silly. ;) But, in all seriousness, for the said friends' peace of mind, I've been as good as Bugs Bunny, and my fruit tray is full... and constantly replenished, too. :)

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Photo credits: I own all photos.

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Saturday photo


In January 2003, I traveled to India with 36 fantastic people (professors, grad and undergrad students, farmers' cooperative leaders in New York, and USDA personnel) and visited twelve different cities located in five different Indian States. We traveled by plane, bus, train and rickshaw (and a few times, on foot) to explore and learn in their farmlands and agri institutes, schools and universities, industrial and processing sites, marketplaces, technology centers and institutes, financial districts, restaurants and street foods alleys, shopping centers, temples, and various amazing centuries-old cultural sites... all in sixteen days! The trip was a part of my "International Agriculture" course requirements as a grad student at the College of Agriculture and Life Sciences in Cornell University. It was one of the most unforgettable and life-changing experiences for me... and this photo of seven lovely tea pickers at the TATA Tea Estate in Munnar - a town of breathtaking beauty in the southern State of Kerala - is one of my treasures from that trip.

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Thursday, June 16, 2011

Wednesday nostalgia...

...living Mother's dream.
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by Philipina A. Marcelo


I've been rearranging and redecorating my bedroom... just to give some semblance of "newness" to it in keeping with my "a new life of celebration" agenda. While sorting old photos, I found this from more than 50 years ago...


It's a photo of my late mother's (second from right) from her college days. I think this was from her induction to her College's Honors Society. She was, I gathered, a very good student... and she dreamt about Fulbright scholarship then. But, of course, that dream never came to fruition because she had us - her six kids - instead, at a young age. And then she passed away at 48 years.

It was her dream - a beautiful dream... and I lived it. It hardly seemed fair. While I've always worked very hard and with real passion, and enjoyed my work tremendously as well, I never planned for Fulbright nor did I ever delude myself into believing that I'd ever deserve it - it arrived like an unexpected gift, and a truly incredible and exhilarating one at that. Had she lived to see my Fulbright stint, I'm sure my mother would have been very happy for me... as if her own dream had been fulfilled. :)

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Monday, June 13, 2011

Sunday foodie...

...still celebrating!
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by Philipina A. Marcelo


Last week was a week of big miracles, and it continues this week! :) After our appointments with The Knights this week, all we received were good news... and a few words of caution, of course, to avoid hitches on my road to recovery. But I have learned to trust my Knights, and after last week, I know that everyday of my life is going to be a day
Em Em @ C2.
of celebration! :) Therefore, this week is another week of celebration. And what's a celebration without some serious foodtrip? :)

This time, inspired by the celebration of Philippine Independence, my niece and I craved something Filipino... some classic Filipino Cuisine. And I know a great place: C2! :) There are two C's in C2... and they are "classic" and "cuisine"... and "Philippines" in between. Therefore, it fits the bill perfectly! Their menu boasts of old Filipino favorites with a touch of adventure - C2 style! :) Their menu includes vegetables (such as the awesome bulanglang and chicharon monggo at crispy paksiw), seafood (such as the finger-smacking good seafood inasal and crispy catfish), meat and poultry (such as the incredible chicken-pork adobo) - all guaranteed mouthwatering! Their all-day merienda (such as the souper molo), desserts (such as the C2 classic, bibingka soufflé) and beverages are also fantastic.

From the hospital, we went to check out the works of Filipino artists in an art gallery close to my home - in all my bandaged neck glory - with the hope of finding something to mark the occasion... that fits my budget. :)
Hot calamansi
While we were entertained plenty by the wonderful Filipino ingenuity, I decided that I cannot afford anything there (hehe...), my niece and I decided to comfort ourselves with merienda or "snack" at C2. As it turned out, I was ready for merienda... but she wanted to eat something heavier... meaning, something with white rice! :)

I was advised to keep practicing my vocal chords, and I intended to follow "doctor's order". But I think I overdid it... with Jordin Sparks' "Tattoo"! :) My throat hurt a little bit... and so, I ordered a C2 "solution" for remedy: hot calamansi. I drank slowly. Then again, that's all the drinking speed my throat would allow me at the moment. It's not all that bad though... I just need to be patient. After finishing my hot calamansi, I felt wonderfully relieved... and I was ready for my merienda. :)

I ordered a childhood fave with a C2 twist to it: champorado at dilis! :) The menu description says, "chocolate rice pooridge drizzled with condensed milk served with crisp, boneless dried fish." I know, it sounded like a real "comfort food"! And, I prepared to be comforted.... When it arrived on our table, it did bring more positive feelings to my day! :) And when I scooped some of the warm champorado, my mouth watered! The chocolatey taste and the sweetness was just right, and the texture perfect. The very thin boneless dilis was so crunchy, it crumbled on the first bite and then seemed to melt in the mouth, leaving a faint saltiness that made me crave for another spoon of champorado each time. Perfect combination!

My niece opted for something quite exotic. At her age, and at the state of her metabolism and overall health, I fully encouraged her foodie adventure... with some words of caution, of course. :) And, she's R.N., so she knows better. She ordered the sinful binagoongang lechon kawali. The description on the menu says, "crispy liempo tossed with bagoong sauce served with grilled eggplant relish." I know, the description alone is guaranteed to make an authentic Pinoy's mouth to water. :) And when it arrived on our table... for the first time, I regretted the fact that the state of my health is such that my metabolism is bound to slow down considerably! Ugh! It looked delicious! And my niece allowed me to have a taste. While I think it was served with too generous amount of bagoong - the most alluring temptation for the hypertensive (haha...), and must therefore be used sparingly - the liempo (pork belly) was cooked to perfection! The meat was tender and the skin so incredibly crispy - a total mouth delight! But, to me, what made this dish a "winner" is the eggplant relish with grated green papaya and red bell pepper strips... the spirited vinegary taste (I suspect they used aged coconut vinegar fermented traditionally in bamboo casks) and some sweetness were combined beyond perfection - so delicious! And they effectively cut whatever fatty sensation left by the liempo, if at all.

We skipped dessert and opted to walk around, to hunt for back-to-school bargains (translation: shoes). :) As any time spent with members of my family, the good food, while an absolute delight, is just a plus. What is tastier and unequivocally much more delicious is the company... and the wonderful conversation and exchange of heartfelt adoration for each other. :) Hmmm... another perfect bonding time with one of my nieces! Heaven! :)

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Photo credits: I own all photos.

Saturday, June 11, 2011

Saturday photo



I was vacationing in the Bay Area in CA last summer and stayed at a good friend's home. I was doing my morning stretches when I noticed this bunch of roses in various stages of bloom in the backyard. Luckily, my point-and-shoot was on hand. :)

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Thursday, June 9, 2011

A world of thanks...

...and a great hope for a wonderful future.
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by Philipina A. Marcelo


Like I said last Sunday, the past week had been a long one... long in silent hope for an affirmative answer for a prayed miracle. But God, indeed, is a merciful God, I didn't get just one awesome miracle, He showed me many! Today, I got another one to add to that amazing chain of miracles - a great result from my surgical pathology report: zero life threat! :) Therefore, this is a day of great joy, not only for myself but for all my loved ones as well! While I decided to keep my quest for a miracle "private" then, I would be a remiss now if I didn't express my gratitude to those who, together served as channel, through which God sent his incredible love and merciful miracles my way. I felt absolutely loved and will be forever grateful!

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The Knights in white jackets

They wear white jackets rather than shining armors. But they are Knights - the gentle kind. They marched to big battles everyday... and they are relentless in conquering their enemy: illness... and sometimes death itself.

Last week, I entrusted my own life to a band of them "Knights in White", as I let them crush what was threatening to crush me and my
The University of Santo Tomas Hospital
future. I was confident that they will see me through it all, because they encouraged me to ask for help, and guidance for them, from Him - the One true and merciful God for whose amazing miracles and grace they valiantly fight... everyday.

It was a normal day for me... waking up early, eating breakfast, and then went through all my "usual" daily stuff, including writing an entry for this blog! :) But I had to make that "planned" trip to the UST hospital with my niece, who is a nurse and volunteered to accompany me - a true angel she is.

Because I love my freedom, I considered my stay in the hospital as a "detention", and my hospital room, my "detention cell". :) But even
My "detainee's kit". :)
after a "name tag" was strapped around my right wrist, handed my detainee's kit, and showed to my "detention cell", everything still felt "normal" even when I knew that it was an "extra-ordinary" day. :) Even my vitals were normal as indicated by my initial check. My faith in God, the love from my family and good friends, and my confidence in my Knights lent me the steel courage to go through my "detention" period.

After about 24 hours since then, regaining consciousness in the Recovery Room, I realized that... I made it! I went through the surgery with my Knights in White and I made it back to life - a new life! Hopefully, a life with a healthier body. I then closed my eyes and uttered some heartfelt words of thanks to God. What I was feeling then was nothing short to truly incredible! :)

Another 48 hours and my fabulous Knights in White were satisfied at how I was healing. I knew that the road to recovery is long, but I was glad to be on track. As I listened to my Knights' positive assessment, I closed my eyes momentarily to whisper a small "thank you" to Him who sent these
Joy and salvation... just behind the clouds.
wonderful people my way... and as I did so, I can feel the clouds dissipating from the sky above to allow the warmth of sunshine to touch my "detention cell"! Another 24 hours and I was headed home. I looked at my younger sister, and my niece who stayed with me the whole time, and I felt nothing but immeasurable love and gratitude for them! They were amazing! They, and my whole family who came to share my moments of pain and triumph over pain in those four challenging days, made me want to celebrate my "new life" all the more! :)

While I am aware that when human health problems are involved, no solution is absolutely permanent, I am certain that my Knights have just given me a lot of wonderful reasons to hope for great years ahead! Therefore, I hope for great years ahead! :)

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Post script... a world of thanks!

You know what they say about friendship?

Well, time is immaterial in friendship. Sometimes, you are friends with people you've been with since childhood, and you stay friends for the rest of your lives... and that's wonderful! In other cases, you meet people for a short period time, and in most desperate moments, too... and they touch your life in the warmest possible ways! Those Knights in Whites in that old castle along España Blvd. - at the Pontifical University of Asia - are that kind of friends. I barely knew them, and yet they took care of me... as eager as my own family to bring relief when there was pain, and as happy as my family and I when pain was finally conquered. They inspired me to confront my illness. They educated me about my illness, which empowered me and gave me the confidence to conquer it! You know
Awesomeness!
when people do this just because it was their job and they enjoyed the money... but you could also tell when they do this out of passion - the passion to help people... and the desire to serve God by serving others. My Knights are a bunch of the latter... and I feel truly fortunate to have them! :)

I know that the hand of God is in all of this... and yet, I feel truly indebted to my supercool and absolutely awesome otorhinolaryngologist (whew!)/surgeon, Raymond G. Belmonte, M.D., DPBO-HNS and my super intelligent and "rockstar" (very popular) of an endocrinologist/attending physician Sjoberg A. Kho, M.D., FPCP. I feel A WORLD OF THANKS for both of them... and to their wonderful mini-knights (a.k.a. residents and interns. Hehe...), and the gentle sub-knights (a.k.a. nurses) who worked with them, for helping me through my ordeal! I am also thankful to my anesthesiologist, the youthful and dynamic Dr. Sheri Ann Liquete, as well as the kind and humorous cardiologist, Dr. Rodelio S. De Sagun, who gave me my CP clearance with a seal of being a "medical bore" (o, yah!) and some words of wisdom on RH Bill. I am also thankful to the wonderful minions (a.k.a. office staffs) of Dr. Belmonte and Dr. Kho for all their personalized service and endearing sense of humor... and the UST Hospital Cashier and Philhealth staff for their efficiency and admirable work ethic that paying our bills was a breeze! :)

I wish all of them great things ahead, and an abundant source of passion to keep doing what they do! May our good Lord bless them and their loved ones always. :)

Thank you! Gracias! Tack! Grazie! Xièxiè! Arigatogozaimasu! Obrigado! Gràcies! Je vous remercie! Terima kasih! MARAMING SALAMAT! :)


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Photo credit: The UST Hospital photo was grabbed from the UST Hospital website. - Thanks! All other photos are mine.

Monday, June 6, 2011

Rekindling old fire...

...of rivalry, and of winning.
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by Philipina A. Marcelo


And so, old foes, the King of Clay and the King of Grass, were set to battle each other again at Court Philippe Chatrier before a capacity crowd! The stakes: that beautiful La Coupe des Mousquetaires, more than a million euros... and some distinctive places of greatness!

Whenever Roger Federer and Rafael Nadal face each other from the opposite sides of the net - on whatever surface - some place of honor in men's tennis history or a place of distinction in tennis book of records is always at stake. Such is the greatness of this two... such is the
The King of Clay and the King of Grass rekindle
the fire of their legendary rivalry in the center
stage of Roland Garros.
intensity of their rivalry, and such is the awesomeness of their distinctive careers!

The stress of staying at the very top had been proving costly for both. Many a pundits have been writing El Maestro off eversince he slid to No. 2, and then later No. 3 in the World... and with logical reasons as well. The King of Clay had been looking "all frail" in his own kingdom, "just survived" a first-round fierce challenge from the unseeded American John Isner. And yet, these two, Rafa and RF, persist... and they continue to dominate! Many have already tried - very hard - to topple these two from the place of greatness in men's tennis over the past decade
Novak Djokovic (left) and Andy
Murray (right). How much longer?
or so. British No. 1, Andy Murray, while able to maintain his prestigious seat behind RF and Rafa despite the tough competition in men's tennis today, he continues to pale pitifully in comparison when playing opposite either these two. Novak Djokovic, with all his incredible achievements, especially over the past six months or so, amassing title after title in the ATP tour, and arriving in Roland Garros as this fearsome and invincible player from out of this world, threatening to bump aside Rafa Nadal from the No. 1 in the World spot, was once again rendered an "outsider" as Rafa and RF reclaimed the center stage in the magnificent clay court in the City of Lights!

Once again, the world holds its breath as it awaits the settling of the red dust in Roland Garros, after the tussle between these two tennis greats... and see who prevails.

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First Set: RF up, Rafa down. Clay powder flew, and it went the other way

RF opened the set, and the championship match, with a great serve, followed by another one, and then did a serve-and-volley. Before long, he took
Familiar scene... always irresistible.
his service game with a flourish. Rafa tried to equalize, but RF was too hot to handle... and, in a flash, with an incredible variety of shots, RF broke the King of Clay's serve. The Swiss Maestro took an early lead, 2-0.

The next six games saw the old majestic RF... dancing fluidly on the clay, hitting winner after winner from creative angles - too beautiful! He was totally in the zone, firing elegant but blisteringly powerful shots that Rafa Nadal didn't have answers to. And Rafa, struggled to hold on his service games, looking tentative, calculating his counter-attack, measuring RF's fluid brilliance until the score went 5-2. On Rafa's serve, he struggled to hold off RF, who was knocking loudly on the door to take the set, taking the game to deuce. Soon, Federer had a set point. And then he hit a forehand just a few millimeters wide... RF contested the call, the umpire gave the point to Rafa - back to deuce. Eventually, Nadal held serve, 5-3. And that proved to be the turning point in the set... and in the match.

And then, on the ninth game, with RF serving for the set, Rafa put on his King of Clay stance... there were fantastic mini rallies. Rafa
Fluid shotmaking of majestic beauty by El Maestro.
moved RF around, forcing Roger to hit a forehand on the run, and then RF narrowly missed a backhand from a punishing return from Rafa, 30-30. RF looked shaken, netted a return - breakpoint for Rafa. But RF gathered himself and started a fantastic mini rally, with him in command, until he netted a simple drop shot - Rafa broke RF's serve, taking the score to 5-4. Rafa held his serve, containing Roger's resistance, going on a seesaw of points... before long, Roger was looking deflated. All of a sudden, RF's game was in disarray, allowing Rafa to hold serve at 5-5.

On the 11th game, Rafa went on an early assault, stealing the first two points, but RF righted things for himself with two consecutive big serves,
The King of Clay, fighting back - to win at all costs.
30-30. Once again, Rafa moved Federer and took advantage of RF's weak backhand assault in a mini rally, and stole a set point! But RF quickly saved with an ace. It looked like RF would be able to hold, until his serve and volley was figured out by Rafa, and Rafa broke - for the second time! It was 6-5 for Rafa. Nadal's next service game left many breathless, as the two went on points seesaw... until Roger hit two - out - consecutively, giving the set to Rafa!

Yeah, I know... whew! I'm a big Roger Federer fan, and an admirer of Rafa Nadal's huge courage on court. After following these two for the past decade or so, I know that the pure genius, almost unbeatable RF slid to a different personality... when he is on an early lead, there is a big chance that he will persist until the very end, no matter how difficult. Lately, he's been needing a cushion to bounce back from when the going gets tough. On the other hand, when Rafa Nadal loses early points, he will always try to figure out a way to get back into the game - one point at a time - patiently, persistently, valiantly. Sometimes, Rafa would even will himself to keep fighting by celebrating hard-earned points loudly and passionately, even when he was still several points down... and that kills some fight from the other side of the net. Therefore, with how the first set was played and its outcome, it felt like I knew how this would end, and I was tempted to get to bed early. :) Besides, I'm still on the "recovery road", not yet "home". :) However, RF's performance against Novak Djokovic in the semi-final made me stick around... 'cause that was how the old RF, the "real RF" used to play! Will he turn up in this match? It was enough for me to stick around.

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The King of Clay on ferocious attack, El Maestro subdued

Roger Federer opened the set... and the next scene was not very surprising. Rafa Nadal won the first two points on RF's serve easily! And why shouldn't he, he was all fired up, while Roger was so deflated, he looked like he was slipping to disinterest. Grrr, Roger! And, after RF netted a slam, it was break point for Rafa Nadal! I was dying, of course! An unforced error from Rafa allowed me to regain my breath... and then Roger gave away a mini rally, and the game to Rafa!
RF... deflated, but figuring out a way back.


If that wasn't shocking enough, how about this... Rafa's next service game was uncontested. He won all points straight and took the set to 2-0 - for Rafa. Ugh! In the next five games, both men held their serves and the set was at 4-3, to Rafa, after RF's serve. In Rafa's next service game, RF took a deep breath, dug deep in his shots kit and found something. All of a sudden, he had a break point, and he finished it outrageously, taking the set to 4-4! Hah, the man is incredible, seriously! The King of Clay reasserted himself, taking three breakpoints from RF... and connecting, taking the set to 5-4... for himself. Rafa, for his part, then willed himself to win his service game, but RF persisted and won't go away, forcing a deuce! Ooops, rain delay! Ugh!

When the match resumed, RF figured that while Roland Garros was not his
Rafa Nadal... fired up!
turf, he is not El Maestro of tennis for nothing! Therefore, he should gather himself, conduct this match and teach this little Mallorcan warrior some lessons... two short points later, boom! The set was at 5-5 even! Whew! The two men then held serves, taking the set to 6-6... tie-breaker then. Naturally, it was hard for me to go though it! Dang! This men are horrible like this. And then, there's Federer uncharacteristically throwing away four precious points! What the...???? And then, Nadal earned a crucial point that took the tie-breaker to 6-2! Dang! Before you know it, ladyluck was smiling at Rafa Nadal's direction... giving him a 7-3 win in the tie-breaker, and 2 sets to nothing advantage.

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El Maestro in concierto... and he's back in the game!

The first two sets, especialy the first one, should've gone to Roger Federer's way had he not allowed himself to slip to disinterest. The
RF, digging deep, and finding
some "old friends" - killer shots.
problem is, Nadal can tell when Roger does this, and he takes advantage. Of course, all is fair in love and war! But this is tennis!

And so, I watched El Maestro going two sets down at 4-2... ugh! And then, once again... out of sheer brilliance and fantastic shotmaking, he hauled himself back from the dead, and took the set to 6-5 - to his favor! Next was his service game... finally, those crazy big serves that came and went... well, they went hiding when they were needed in most of this match, actually, like in the second set for instance. But not this time, RF willed them to stay, and they did! He took the set, 7-5! Brilliant? Roger that!

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But the King will be King!

It was great to see RF regaining composure to comeback in the second set, but he let too many points slip in the opening games, and he paid the
Rafa Nadal (left) defended his seat, both as the
King of Clay and the No. 1 in the World. Roger
Federer (right) awaits his own time, out there
where "the grass is green".
price in the end. It's never possible to beat RF... it's only possible to force him to defeat himself. Rafa knows this, and he knows the "secret formula" that makes Roger lose interest in a match. Novak Djokovic thought he's already learned it as well... he found out otherwise in their semi-final encounter. But, yeah, it was awesome though to see RF win the third set in this championship match... the way the legendary Roger Federer of 2002-2007 used to play! But 2011 in Roland Garros was to be Rafael Nadal's year... it's written in the stars, even RF seemed to acknowledge that. And, so the King of Clay remained King... and No. 1 in the World, too! And he equaled the Great Bjorn Borg's record of six French Open titles... and it was an awesome feat - that's for sure!

And, oh, oh, oh... my clay money is intact as well! :)

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Photo credit: All photos were grabbed from the Zimbio website - thanks! :)

Sunday foodie...

...from bland to "bam"!
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by Philipina A. Marcelo


It has been a long week... and I needed time to think about the week that went by, mostly with me as an inactive participant. In fact, at many points, a very helpless participant. But I need to return to my "regular" activities if things were to go back to "normal" again. Therefore, writing this "Sunday foodie" section of this blog has to be done even if I had to wince in pain the whole time that I'm pressing keys in my keyboard! I know it's going to be worth it. :)

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A foodie in shackles

I have been detained, but not unwillingly so, for a few days in a place where "crisis management" is painful, but quite fruitful. Actually, extremely fruitful, in my case... and I thank and praise God Almighty for it! :)

Most people call it hospital, I call it a "pivotal" place... because of its "critical importance" to me. :) I have something that needed to be taken care of.
My "detention cell"... a few minutes after I received
my precious "release order" - freedoooom! Woohoo!
If not, they would turn into a full-blown "crisis". It was only in a place like that where a threatening "crisis" like mine could be managed properly, abated significantly, and eradicated for good in the end. While I appreciated (I will forever appreciate) what the valiant knights in white armor do in that place of pivotal significance in my wellness, I wasn't crazy about the food. Not that anybody expected me to be, anyway! :) Apparently, if I were to contribute to the management of my own "brewing crisis" at all, I needed to endure the food. I, of course, tried... but I failed miserably!

By "tried", I mean, I "sampled" the food... and while it did what it should do, which was to keep my stomach busy and give me the
Bland? A sample of my "detention meal".
necessary fuel while the crisis management was on-going, without interefering with the management process, it didn't make me smack my fingers with gusto. :( Okay, again, no one was expecting me to do that actually! =) But I'm a "true lover of food", and I expect my every encounter with food as a sacred "ritual" where considerable sensory satisfaction is a must - no compromise! In extreme cases (such as this one), at least some sort of curiousity must be aroused - by the food. Okay, to be honest, I thought the desserts weren't bad at all! :) And to be fair, I guess, if I weren't in a "state of crisis", I would've appreciated the food more.

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Eating with a vangeance!

With the crisis contained and the cause of the problem "uprooted"...
Awesome detention companions. Celebrating
my foodie freedom!
uhm, and quite literally, too, I was given a "release order"! Freedom was mine again! :) And so, I rallied my "detention companions" to celebrate with me. We chose one of our fave neighborhood places for eating for our mini celebration - Pancake House! Yaaay! :) And we ordered some of our "usuals". One chose a platter of the delightful pasta gambero in the patio pasta menu and another ordered the sinful but highly recommended classic pan chicken.

I was determined to re-awaken my taste buds and give them some degree of
Freedom meal. From bland to "bam", indeed!
satisfaction. And so, I ordered what I usually don't order: hamburger steak special set. This consisted of a juicy hamburger steak with rich gravy, spaghetti with meat sauce and grated cheese, mixed veggies, and a glass of iced tea to wash it all in. When my food arrived in front of me, and after saying grace, I stared at my plate until my mouth watered... I sipped a little bit of iced tea to continue titillating my taste buds. And then, when my stomach gurgled a little bit, I knew it was time to dig in... and so, I did! Aaaaaahhh, heavenly!! :)

What's a visit to Pancake House without sampling their famous pancakes? :)
Want pancakes? Caramel banana walnut - simply
irresistible.
While it was in the middle of the afternoon, the time of day didn't stop us from ordering one of our faves: caramel banana walnut pancakes! :) Of course, there was a little struggle in the decision making process considering how much we wanted all pancakes... and I mean, "all"! :) But, I needed the banana... to address some "crisis management issues"! :) As usual, the pancakes were perfect... and the banana and nuts didn't disappoint either.

Aaaahh... sweet freedom!

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Sunday, June 5, 2011

Happy time again...

...hobby time again! And I'm glad to be back!
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by Philipina A. Marcelo


Five days out... so, what did I miss?? A lot, apparently!

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Roland Garros 2011 time ticked off while I was sleeping!

I got out of unconsciousness... and what greeted me was the big news from the City of Lights. Hmmm... they're wrapping things up at Roland Garros!

The top 4 men in the world are all in the semi-finals. Nice! But it's men's tennis - only the very, very best and the very, very "hot" talentwise get to the Top 10. So, no surprise there. Every single one of the extremely talented men are up for something. Rafa Nadal is out
Rafael Nadal. The "King of Clay" has so much
on the line in Roland Garros this year. Defending the
title, retaining the No. 1 in the World spot in the
rankings, and a possible sweet rendezvous with
history yet again with a sixth title.
to try to capture his sixth French Open title to equal Bjorn Borg's record for the most number of French trophies in the Open era. The "Spanish Matador" is also fighting to retain his Number One in the World spot. The 24-year old Serb, Novak Djokovic, with his 41 winning streak in 2011 (43 overall) going into the semis, is trying to surpass John McEnroe's record of 42 winning streak in all ATP Tours. If he advanced to the final, even if he doesn't win it, he would also snatch the Number One spot in men's tennis world ranking from the 25-year old Rafa Nadal. That would end the seven-year Federer-Nadal duopoly of the Top 2 spots in men's tennis. Britain's Numero Uno, Andy Murray, who just turned 24 years a few days ago in May, is the only one who does not have a Grand Slam trophy on his shelves among these current crop of young brilliant tennis greats, and he is
Novak Djokovic. No. 1 in the World?
So close, and yet so far.
trying to win his first. Roger Federer, the eldest among the quartet at 29 years, is out to assert himself as the rightful owner of the Number One spot, and to keep reminding everyone how tennis should be played - beautiful, lyrical, sublime - and, add another one to his amazing world record of 16 Grand Slam singles titles. All are worthy causes, all worth a shot - a big blisteringly hot shot - as the fine clay powder on Philippe Chatrier flies on semi-finals day!

But I can't believe I missed the live telecast of both semi-final matches! A "crisis management" consequence... it's worth it, of course! After all, there are always replays. :) For now, what I know is that: (1) my question about who or what would stop the red-hot Le Djokeur from winning the 2011 French Open title has been answered. It's El Maestro, of course! Am I surprised? Yes... and no! Yes, because The Djoke defeated RF thrice - in the semis in Melbourne and Indian Wells, and in the final in Dubai - en route to Roland Garros. While those are all hardcourts, they improved The Djoke's head-to-head with RF. No, because RF is in such a fine form
Andy Murray. One reason...
just one good reason to win a big one.
in Roland Garros so far, he seemed to have decided that he wanted to be the legendary Roger Federer... again! His chest and his stomach are so flat these days, and his legs looked the way they did in 2005-2007, that he's hardly been sweating heavily so far. Yeah, I'm that big of a fan, I notice those sort of things. :) And so, apparently, the "boy wonder" Le Djokeur was shown who his daddy was in the semis - as in the old days. (2) Rafa Nadal put an end to Andy Murray's aspiration for a Roland Garros title this year. Am I surprised? Uhm, not really. Andy does not lack talent, that's for sure. What he needs is a more meaningful inspiration and a truly convincing reason to really, and actually, push his way through these three giants in front of him... he really does. And then winning the Grand Slam will come with it in a neat package. Just like Rafa Nadal, I also believe that Murray should win one soon!

And so, when all is said and done about the exciting status of men's tennis, it all boils down to this: a Federer-Nadal (or Nadal-Federer
Roger Federer. The sublime Genius's legendary
career is not just about his world record of 16 Grand
Slam singles titles, it's also about his beautiful
tennis... and he's using it again to rake up big wins.
depending on your fan group affiliation) showdown in Roland Garros! Yowzer! Most naturally, I think it's awesome! I have put my "clay money" on the King of Clay after seeing him haul himself from the pit of losing the first round to John Isner - like a real king, King of Clay, that is. While there is no one else who is happier than me to see El Maestro revive his appetite for winning - and winning beautifully as well - I am not taking my money off the King in this one. He has the more compelling and the more meaningful reasons to win a sixth title... and he knows it, and he's got the heart to do it as well. But with El Maestro on the opposite side of the net, I am sure that the 2011 Roland Garros men's championship is going to be another one for the history books!

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Passion is the fashion where the arduous is glamorous!

I did catch the women's final between the defending champ, 30-year old Francesca Schiavone, and China's hope for a first Grand Slam, 29-year old Li Na. Now, this is an interesting match... a big Italian heart worn on an Italian sleeve vs. a cool, methodical and gregarious Chinese practicality - on a clay court.
Li Na. Cool and efficient, methodical and practical.
Her ardour to win catapulted her to the glamorous
circle of Grand Slam finalists.
With teenagers and players in their early 20's in colorful and glamorous outfits parading the tennis courts these days, both Schiavone and Li are considered "old" by today's pre-dominant age groups. But both are physically fit, easily seen in their powerful shots and nimble movements. Both are hungry for winning as shown by their well-oiled shots arsenal that intimidate the most valiant of players on court. Both are all about serious tennis... with very little concern about Houte Couture. And yet, when they started hitting the ball on Philippe Chatrier's red clay, they enthralled!

Schiavone wowed the Melbourne audience in January, fighting an epic 47-game fourth-round battle with Russia's two-time Grand Slam winner Svetlana Kuznetsova, and prevailing spectacularly after four hours and 44 minutes. She then exited via a three-set quarter-final loss to the
Francesca Schiavone. With her
Italian fashion statement - passion -
she sets out to win.
methodical and gregarious shooting of Caroline Wozniacki. In Roland Garros this time, with Schiavone's first-round complete demolition of Melanie Oudin, it was obvious that the defending Champ is in Roland Garros with only one thing in mind - lift the trophy once again! Her aggression met a lot of resistance though in her part of the draw, including some flashes of wanting for a win from former No. 1 in the World, Jelena Jankovic, in a three-set fourth round battle, and a highly spirited challenge from Anastasia Pavlyuchenkova of Russia, where the Italian was pushed to another three sets. As always, Schiavone battled with her heart, relying on her instincts to go for a kill, willing her self to achieve the seemingly unachievable feat.

Li Na, the runner-up in this year's Australian Open, on the other hand, programmed her 2011 Roland Garros GPS
Maria Sharapova digging deep,
to no avail against Li Na.
to the final... and to the final she arrived - safely! Of course, there was that semi-final Maria Sharapova bump that threatened to derail her cruise into the final (saw replays, of course). But Li Na played consistent, playing each point with a "mini objective" each time - to win it. That frustrated the fighter in the leggy Miss Couture of women's tennis who, in the end, double faulted her way to her own semi-final exit, giving Li Na a straight sets win of 6-4, 7-5.

In the final between Li and Schiavone, it was obvious to me that the Italian has got one foot in the grave. Li's game plan has what usually conquers Schiavone: methodical and gregarious earning of points, one by one, one step at a time. Li is not one to give in to outrageous show of emotions easily and gets agitated by spirited agression, as she's shown in her match with Sharapova. She is patient, steady and composed. When she loses a point, it was because she committed an error or she was not prepared to counter an attack, that's all. And then, she re-starts, both eye on the next point - again. Schiavone is a big-stage player. She
Li Na (left) of China win in straight sets, 6-4, 7(7)-6(0)
over Francesca Schiavone (right) of Italy in the 2011
French Open women's singles final.
likes drama... she thrives in it, she plays better with it. But with Li's Programmed run, "drama" is a rarely used word.

And so, after arriving in the final, Li Na, re-adjusted her 2011 Roland Garros GPS to a win! She cruised to a win in the first set. There were a few Schiavone-induced potholes in the second set, but Li's shock absorber of reliable big forehand thrown in with her full body weight took them all without much damage. She wowed with big serves and big, accurate shots... winners, usually coming from moving Schiavone from side to side. While Schiavone pre-occupied herself with effecting the drama of chasing the ball from all over the place, hoping to involve the crowd, Li was always preparing for a kill - from one point to the next. In the end, it was Li who was being cheered by the crowd, and Schiavone had to ask the umpire to request the crowd to be quiet when points were being played in the tie break in the second set. :) Of course, when a request like that would come from the one who, on good days, would prefer to involve the crowd, we knew for sure
Li Na became the first Chinese to win the Coupe
Suzanne Lenglen after beating Italian Francesca
Schiavone in the 2011 French Open championship.
that Li was only moments away from lifting the Coupe Suzanne Lenglen!

And so, the 6th seed Li Na made history as the first Chinese and Asian to ever win a Grand Slam, and the first Chinese and Asian to ever win Roland Garros, with her straight sets championship victory over defending champion, Italian Francesca Schiavone, 6-4, 7(7)-6(0). It was a wonderful moment for the lady with endearing sense of humor, who revealed in her post-match courtside interview in the Australian Open this year that she lost sleep the night before her semi-final match with No. 1 in the World Caroline Wozniacki... because of her husband snoring loudly! :) She won the match in three sets, and went on to a runner-up finish against No. 2 in the World Kim Clijsters. In Roland Garros this year, however, a runner-up finish simply wasn't good enough for her... which is more like it!

Congratulations, Li Na!! :)

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Photo credits: All photos were grabbed from the Zimbio website - thanks!