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30 sen (P4.25) apiece, except for the sticks with pink tips which are 40 sen (P5.50)
I enjoyed the sweet-sour lime and plum juice
Abet's roasted chicken rice ball
Good and cheap, but I still prefer the chicken rice in Singapore. We walked around after dinner para magpababa ng kinain, and before long, we were ready to sample more of what Jonker Walk had to offer. Our pick this time: siomai! Siomai of different shapes and sizes and colors. We tried seven of these:
Abet loves tubo, he wasn't able to resist the sugarcane juice vendor.
I still haven't had my dessert at this point, so I bought a stick of assorted fruits dipped in chocolate. This wouldn't have been so bad if there wasn't a cherry tomato in it. Blech. A chocolate-covered tomato isn't really my idea of dessert.To cap off our evening, we had shared a bowl of cendol at Jonker88, a museum-cafe which is probably the most popular spot on Jonker Walk:
Sorry, super blurred photo (again, DSLR n00b here). This was seriously the best thing I ate in our entire 11-day trip. I first fell in love with cendol when we were in Singapore last year, and it is now on the list of my top 10 favorite foods. Cendol is a similar to our halu-halo, except that its main sahog is red beans and green rice "noodle strips." There's the finely shaved ice, and coconut milk is used instead of evaporada. Then there's that dark brown syrup made from palm sugar that tastes just like the latik of the biko my momma makes.
Whenever I reminisce about our trip to Malacca, I fondly think about our Jonker Walk food trip (and the cendol, of course). Blogging about this experience and seeing all the food pictures above makes me want to go back. Since I don't see a trip to Malaysia in the near future, I think I just might drag Abet soon to a restaurant named Malacca along Jupiter and see how it compares to the food we enjoyed in Jonker Walk. If I'm lucky, the cendol will taste just the same.
Django at 8 weeks old; Django at 3 months old
I miss that puppy. He's humongous now at 2 and a half years old.
This is just a filler post, I don't have much time to blog right now. No time to make these cute scrapbook pages, either.
Have a good weekend, everyone! I know I will!
The Transfiguration Chapel
pic from Riandrew
Yup, we decided to push through with our Caleruega wedding! I'm so happy!
This is really where we want to get married. I even think that Abet wants this even more than I do, he was the one who suggested Caleruega in the first place. If we get married in another church, we'll be settling, knowing that we have our hearts set on something else. I'll just keep on justifying to myself over and over and over that we made the best choice. In short, lolokohin ko lang ang sarili ko.
Marrying Abet will be one of my biggest dreams come true, and it will still be the happiest day of my life at that point if we get hitched in Las Piñas City Hall. But if it is possible to make another one of our mutual dreams come true, why not?
Of course, getting married in Caleruega comes at a premium, and I'm willing to sacrifice for it. I'm willing to give up all my other wants, but not the church (and the groom, of course!). I probably won't be getting my dream suppliers for the cake, the invitations, and the hair and make-up artist among other things, but that's okay. Yes, I already have a list of who I want. I could probably even give up K by Cunanan, the caterer I'm in love with, and probably have our reception at Sonya's Garden instead. We'll see about the reception. I will focus on getting my top 3 wants: the church, the photographers, and the rings, in that order.
I'm very pleased with this recent turn of events. Boy, am I glad that I didn't have the heart to cancel our reservation before, I kept putting it off. I'll be a Tagaytay bride after all, a Caleruega bride.
I love this commemorative doodle for Norman Rockwell's birthday on Google today.
I loved a Norman Rockwell painting before I knew what it is, this particular one that hung in the dentist's office when I was a kid:
I'll have a print of this painting in my house when I grow up.
My dad also introduced me to these two humorous works, the Triple Self-Portrait...
...and The Gossip. Check out the expressions, especially that of the first/last lady:
I'm actually browsing more of Norman Rockwell's works on art.com right now and they're all brilliant. Go check!
Happy birthday, Norman Rockwell!