Fried Ube Halaya

Look what I found--        Fried Ube Halaya (purple yam jam)

Because I just have to spread sweet thoughts of sticky prosperity nuggets

And so with a box of Polland tikoy and a newly trimmed head I prepped excited to hit the stove and exhibit my awesome cooking prowess to whoever would sample my tikoy.

Well this looks bite-size to me

Awake the Inner B*tch in You

Here is a story that I do not tire of quoting: "Two roommates meet for the first time. One is a small-town girl on scholarship, the other a wealthy, convent school graduate. The small town girl greets her new roommate with a huge smile and asks, ‘So, where are you from?’ The colegiala sniffs, ‘From a place where we know better than to end our sentences with prepositions.’ The small town girl, jolly as ever, replies, "So, where are you from, bitch?’"

There you are. One roommate was

Asian Doctor on Food and Diet

Q: Should I reduce my alcohol intake?
A: Oh no. Wine made from fruit. Brandy distilled wine, that mean they take water out of fruity bit so you get even more of goodness that way. Beer also made of grain. Bottom up!

Q: How can I calculate

Lumpia from Polland Hopia

 

We've always received tikoy in the house every year since I was a kid as far as I can remember. I have never thought of

One-on-one and some spirits

Gotta love my big big glass of sangria

A more detailed and graphic narration of my drama started while Karen drove to a place where we can have a few drinks.

La Petite Camille

Curious about this new restaurant in Greenbelt 5 I heard was popular in the San Francisco bay area, I didn't have second thoughts of saying yes to a dinner invitation by Elaine to La Petite Camille.