By Norma O. Chikiamco
No trip to Baguio City is complete without a visit to the Good Shepherd Convent on Gibraltar Road. In the convent store overlooking the pine trees and rolling hills of Baguio, the nuns sell bottles of strawberry jams and preserves, ube jam, adobo peanuts and cashew brittle, as well as guava jelly, pickles, assorted pastries and, appropriately enough, a delicacy called angel cookies.
By Frank Cimatu
Baguio City’s tourist season has officially started this month with the annual mining convention and a golf tournament ushering in at least 15,000 visitors.
By Jovic Yee
Therese Jison was busy reading her telex (the forerunner of today’s e-mail) when a familiar pain struck her. She woke up her husband, and asked him to rush her to the hospital. He did, wearing his pants inside out, as he saw one side of Therese’s face droop.
My Chair RocksBy Conchita C. Razon
It will soon be Holy Week. The heat in Manila has people thinking of an escape to cooler climes. I wonder who will brave the traffic and trek up to Baguio. It is crazy to be on the road on that last week of Lent. Friends of mine tried it last year, and it took almost 10 hours to get to Kennon.
By Vaughn Alviar
“Kastoy ti ag-tadek, Banting! (This is how you do the tadek, Banting!),” shouts Kankana-ey Apong Uban (Andrei Domogo). Then, he stomps one foot and raises both hands.