<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22693891</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:56:33.884-04:00</updated><category term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Pinoy Foodie</title><subtitle type='html'>I was born and raised in the Philippines. Recently, I realized that many of my good memories of life in the country are about food or are food-related. I created this blog to share with you my pleasant memories as well as my random thoughts on food, cooking and eating. Hope you enjoy reading my posts. I welcome your comments.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pinoy Foodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15773856921334125293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6641/2312/1600/ML.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22693891.post-7742045820273128085</id><published>2006-12-05T21:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T21:20:01.936-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Happy, Healthy Holidays</title><summary type='text'>Holiday celebrations are orgies. They are occasions to indulge ourselves in worldly pleasures, prominently food.  We behave by the credo “Eat, drink and be merry for tomorrow we diet…” add to that,  “and suffer from our sickness.” Pass me the insulin injection and the zocor please.  &lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;  Confucius will say, if he had the culinary skills and the taste buds</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/feeds/7742045820273128085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22693891&amp;postID=7742045820273128085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/7742045820273128085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/7742045820273128085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-healthy-holidays.html' title='Happy, Healthy Holidays'/><author><name>Pinoy Foodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15773856921334125293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6641/2312/1600/ML.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22693891.post-116257123299419931</id><published>2006-11-03T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T06:03:15.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lasang Pinoy 15: Recycled, Reloaded! (Recycling Leftovers)</title><summary type='text'>A whole chicken can create plenty of leftovers in a two-person household especially if the members have vowed to cut down on meat for health reasons.   &lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;    But I still buy a whole roasted chicken because it’s cheaper than buying the parts. There is a Portuguese churrasqueira in the neighbourhood so I buy it from there. I request that the piri-piri hot sauce be on the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/feeds/116257123299419931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22693891&amp;postID=116257123299419931' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/116257123299419931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/116257123299419931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/2006/11/lasang-pinoy-15-recycled-reloaded.html' title='Lasang Pinoy 15: Recycled, Reloaded! (Recycling Leftovers)'/><author><name>Pinoy Foodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15773856921334125293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6641/2312/1600/ML.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22693891.post-115046586266211934</id><published>2006-06-16T09:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T09:51:02.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer and Patios</title><summary type='text'>The patio is the most desirable piece of real estate in Canada in the summer.  Canadians just love to hang out in the patio to soak in the sun.  Restaurants, cafes and pubs don’t even wait for summer to officially begin to bring out the patio chairs and umbrellaed tables. As soon as the stubborn Old Man Winter bows out, patios begin to mushroom all over the country.Not all patios are the same </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/feeds/115046586266211934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22693891&amp;postID=115046586266211934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/115046586266211934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/115046586266211934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/2006/06/summer-and-patios.html' title='Summer and Patios'/><author><name>Pinoy Foodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15773856921334125293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6641/2312/1600/ML.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22693891.post-114576302610118699</id><published>2006-04-22T23:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T23:30:26.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea for Two</title><summary type='text'>Imagine a leisurely hour, taking tea at a five-star hotel at five o’clock in the afternoon. This is a small luxury my friend and I allow ourselves at least once a year. There are only a small number of establishments, mostly English-style hotels,  in the city of Toronto that serve afternoon tea, or what is more fashionably known as “high tea. We have been to all of them.We started the practice </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/feeds/114576302610118699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22693891&amp;postID=114576302610118699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114576302610118699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114576302610118699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/2006/04/tea-for-two.html' title='Tea for Two'/><author><name>Pinoy Foodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15773856921334125293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6641/2312/1600/ML.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22693891.post-114502303108877912</id><published>2006-04-14T09:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T09:57:11.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake me up for Brunch</title><summary type='text'>One of the pleasures of the weekend is the brunch. To wake up late on a Sunday morning, laze around the house, and then have a good meal without cooking, c’est la vie. Include a stroll on the Board Walk near Lake Ontario or a theatre matinee après brunch and life is perfect. A combination of breakfast and lunch taken as one meal, the brunch is usually served at mid-morning but can extend to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/feeds/114502303108877912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22693891&amp;postID=114502303108877912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114502303108877912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114502303108877912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/2006/04/wake-me-up-for-brunch.html' title='Wake me up for Brunch'/><author><name>Pinoy Foodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15773856921334125293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6641/2312/1600/ML.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22693891.post-114203338872532517</id><published>2006-03-10T18:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T20:01:05.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unique Gift for Pinoy Foodie</title><summary type='text'>I received a pasalubong (a present from a traveler) from Cynch, handcarried by a common friend who just returned from a trip to the Philippines. It was a jar of dulong fish packed in olive oil, garlic and other spices. Dulong mga kapatid! Let me introduce you to dulong if this is the first time you have heard of it. My internet search yielded very little information about this tropical freshwater</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/feeds/114203338872532517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22693891&amp;postID=114203338872532517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114203338872532517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114203338872532517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/2006/03/unique-gift-for-pinoy-foodie.html' title='Unique Gift for Pinoy Foodie'/><author><name>Pinoy Foodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15773856921334125293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6641/2312/1600/ML.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22693891.post-114221140476547176</id><published>2006-03-07T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T20:00:22.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brown is Beautiful</title><summary type='text'>I had known for a long time that brown rice was healthier than white rice but for some reasons, I had stored this fact at the back of my mind.Colonial conditioning had made me believe that anything white was superior. And as a post-WWII baby, I grew up in an industrial world and therefore thought that everything should go through machines to be improved. However, the New Age has made me realize </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/feeds/114221140476547176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22693891&amp;postID=114221140476547176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114221140476547176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114221140476547176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/2006/03/brown-is-beautiful.html' title='Brown is Beautiful'/><author><name>Pinoy Foodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15773856921334125293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6641/2312/1600/ML.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22693891.post-114152038036382545</id><published>2006-03-04T19:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T20:01:55.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Roll Out the Barrel and the Grille</title><summary type='text'>Beer is the most popular alcoholic drink in Canada now. Statistics show that out of nearly 2.7 litres of alcoholic beverages sold in the past two years, beer sales made up 81 per cent of the total.  Wine came in a poor second with 12 % and spirits accounted for only 7 % even with the introduction of coolers in the market.Despite this growing trend, Canada still does not have a beer culture, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/feeds/114152038036382545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22693891&amp;postID=114152038036382545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114152038036382545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114152038036382545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/2006/03/roll-out-barrel-and-grille.html' title='Roll Out the Barrel and the Grille'/><author><name>Pinoy Foodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15773856921334125293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6641/2312/1600/ML.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22693891.post-114140682981804260</id><published>2006-03-03T12:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T12:27:09.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something "Cultural"</title><summary type='text'>One really hot summer, I joined my officemates at a walkathon from Nathan Phillips Square.  The walkathon ended at the same place close to Chinatown.  Tired and hungry, I asked my friend and her partner to lunch at a Chinese Restaurant on Dundas Street.  After being seated by our server, I immediately asked for pop (or soft drink to the Philippine-born, soda to the Americans).  I was brought a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114140682981804260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114140682981804260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/2006/03/something-cultural.html' title='Something &quot;Cultural&quot;'/><author><name>Pinoy Foodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15773856921334125293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6641/2312/1600/ML.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22693891.post-114132629644149581</id><published>2006-03-02T13:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T14:13:21.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast at Lek's</title><summary type='text'>What started me on an epicurean search for the perfect croissant was breakfast at Lek's. "Lek’s" is not a breakfast or brunch place.  Lek is the nickname of a friend who is a Paris denizen.On a visit to the famed city of lights, my friend and I were privileged to have stayed in Lek's parents-in-law's studio apartment, in a 150-year-old building on the summit of Butte Montmarte. This building, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114132629644149581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114132629644149581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/2006/03/breakfast-at-leks.html' title='Breakfast at Lek&apos;s'/><author><name>Pinoy Foodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15773856921334125293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6641/2312/1600/ML.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22693891.post-114106298091572091</id><published>2006-02-27T12:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T12:56:25.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feed the Prisoners</title><summary type='text'>“Feed your prisoners,” I yelled to my friend Eppie, at the other end of the line, on the eve of her birthday.Eppie was no prison guard and her hostages were no suspected terrorists. She had in her garage the live crabs and lobsters that she had bought from Chinatown for her birthday lunch the following day.  Earlier, when she had called to tell me about her magnificent finds, I had warned her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114106298091572091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114106298091572091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/2006/02/feed-prisoners.html' title='Feed the Prisoners'/><author><name>Pinoy Foodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15773856921334125293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6641/2312/1600/ML.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22693891.post-114040332380288625</id><published>2006-02-16T20:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T18:27:44.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Filipino Diaspora and the Global Nomads</title><summary type='text'>My non-Filipino friends turn green with envy when I pack up and go to visit friends or relatives in different parts of the world.  They are surprised at how widespread my connections are.That’s because the Filipino diaspora has created a global network of pads to crash in for my friends and me when we travel. There is always someone to offer us a bed in a house or apartment in many cities and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/feeds/114040332380288625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22693891&amp;postID=114040332380288625' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114040332380288625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114040332380288625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/2006/02/filipino-diaspora-and-global-nomads.html' title='The Filipino Diaspora and the Global Nomads'/><author><name>Pinoy Foodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15773856921334125293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6641/2312/1600/ML.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22693891.post-114040211298484803</id><published>2006-02-15T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T21:21:52.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Manila Street Food</title><summary type='text'>The Philippines has a busy street life. There, the street is a happening scene.Many activities take place on the streets including the basic activities associated with simple living. But the economic and cultural ones are what attract foreigners --- the hawkers who sell everything from food to pirated CD’s, the performers who beg (or should it be the beggars who perform?), the hookers, and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/feeds/114040211298484803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22693891&amp;postID=114040211298484803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114040211298484803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114040211298484803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/2006/02/manila-street-food.html' title='Manila Street Food'/><author><name>Pinoy Foodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15773856921334125293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6641/2312/1600/ML.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22693891.post-114040081224898430</id><published>2006-02-13T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T21:00:12.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>National Dish - Is there one?</title><summary type='text'>A segment of the youth-targeted TV show “Flip” once asked a number of young Filipino-Canadians what the national dish of the Philippines was.  The question elicited answers from adobo (most expected) to bopiz (a surprise).  The variety of replies only shows the diversity of the cuisine and not the ignorance of the youth. It is natural for the young people to assume that the dish they are most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/feeds/114040081224898430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22693891&amp;postID=114040081224898430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114040081224898430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114040081224898430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/2006/02/national-dish-is-there-one.html' title='National Dish - Is there one?'/><author><name>Pinoy Foodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15773856921334125293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6641/2312/1600/ML.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22693891.post-114040051196953383</id><published>2006-02-07T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T13:06:25.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me take you on a mouthwatering, nostalgic trip to the Philippines</title><summary type='text'>I was fortunate to have traveled extensively in the country and to have lived in four cities for part of my life there. I still have vivid memories of the food I had savoured in many places and hope you will join me in evoking the flavours and aromas of my favourites.Cebu was a central location for meetings and conferences when dealing with projects and programs in Southern Philippines. It was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/feeds/114040051196953383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22693891&amp;postID=114040051196953383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114040051196953383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114040051196953383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/2006/02/let-me-take-you-on-mouthwatering.html' title='Let me take you on a mouthwatering, nostalgic trip to the Philippines'/><author><name>Pinoy Foodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15773856921334125293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6641/2312/1600/ML.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22693891.post-114039989590519626</id><published>2006-02-02T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T20:46:13.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of Home Cooking</title><summary type='text'>Like my fellow foodie, Rikki, I come from a food-loving family that cooks. I realize now that I am sentimentally old, that my fond memories of childhood include food. My mother spent all her growing up years in the dormitory. She was an “interna” from grade school in Bacolod to high school in Manila and shared an apartment on Padre Faura with her siblings while studying at the University of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/feeds/114039989590519626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22693891&amp;postID=114039989590519626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114039989590519626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114039989590519626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/2006/02/memories-of-home-cooking.html' title='Memories of Home Cooking'/><author><name>Pinoy Foodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15773856921334125293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6641/2312/1600/ML.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22693891.post-114039769922318547</id><published>2006-02-01T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T07:47:03.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dog's Life</title><summary type='text'>Welcome to the Chinese Year of the Dog. The element this year is fire so it is going to be  a hot dog.   &lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;    The dog is known for its faithfulness, selflessness and loyalty so in the Chinese calendar the dog is an ethical and idealistic sign. Chinese astrologers therefore say that the year of the dog will bring increased social awareness and interest in society’s </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/feeds/114039769922318547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22693891&amp;postID=114039769922318547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114039769922318547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22693891/posts/default/114039769922318547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinoyfoodie.blogspot.com/2006/02/dogs-life.html' title='A Dog&apos;s Life'/><author><name>Pinoy Foodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15773856921334125293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6641/2312/1600/ML.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
