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Months before the pandemic shut almost everything down, I had written about the disappearing street vendors. The main reason...
Growing up with Lola, there was really nothing special I remember of her Holy Week menus. What I remember were...
“How would you like oysters from a farm in Tayabas?” Clara Reyes of Mama Sita asked me one evening...
Years ago, on my first trip to Singapore, I knew just what to look for—Hainanese chicken rice. I was directed...
“Mga Kwentong Pagkain,” the writing competition sponsored by Mama Sita, had its awarding ceremonies last Saturday. There were some 50...
This virtual tasting session was a new thing for me. The invitation came from The Tasting Club, founded in...
Before the quarantine, online food shopping seemed a remote possibility for someone like me who likes to look at a...
A reader, Miles Santiago, wrote to say what was wrong with the pancit pusit recipe of Cavite (or pancit...
Ages ago, when the salt beds came into view, we knew we were in Cavite. That was when we...
Last week, the poem “This is Just to Say” by the poet William Carlos Williams that I photographed on...
