The Triple Treat: Satisfying Your Cravings with the Food Trinity
📍 133 Beverly Hills Dr, Subd, Taytay, 1920 Rizal
April 7, 2024
With a mouth-watering dishes, cozy Filipino ambiance and a relaxing hymn of peaceful silence. A bee inspired café have been arise at Casa Mellifera, a cozy café based in Taytay Rizal that serves different dishes and snacks that will surely satisfies your taste buds. One of its unique products is the bibingka waffle, top with fragrant butter and side with hot chocolate dipping sauce, the tasty butter at the top of the soft waffle truly compliment with the dark sweet blend of its chocolate sauce. With the photo facing upward, the aesthetic bind of its table cloth truly blend with the delicious looking waffle that making it more delicious as it looks.
📍 SM Mall of Asia, Pasay, Metro Manila
April 9, 2024
Next is what would be the purpose of the appetizer without having the main course. As the next photo shown, the photo is presented on a very clean white quarts table this compliments the spaces and the colors of the food, that eventually makes it more appetizing. With its magnificent dishes, Tuan Tuan Kitchen is also famous for its dishes like Ramen, Katsu Curry, Gyudon, and Snow Buns. They are also known as a go-to place for the person who loves to jump their taste buds for having a Japanese cuisine.
📍 Daang Hari Road, Alabang West Parade, Las Piñas, 1750 Kalakhang Maynila
April 10, 2024
Finally, is when we talk about classics, classic dishes are very popular especially for those western countries with a very big influence on food the heart of the southies represents “Brotzeit”. Brotzeit serves an Authentic German Food & Beverages since 2006. In the photo, we have a Holzfaller Fruhstuck a breakfast of champions, Fladen Bayrischer Art a Bavarian style fladen, and Fladen Bayrischer Art a bavarian style fladen with a very generous portions of servings at Brotzeit, it is also an instagrammable and worth to feature at your social media accounts, but don’t forget to add their unique food menus at your sudden food travel list. At the very least, great food is a great life so get yourself ease and satisfy your cravings with these heavenly delicious goods. It is indeed that fondest memories are made gathered around the table.
Theme: Food and Drink
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A Day In My Life : Urban Exploration
07 LABORATORY EXERCISE 1
THEME : URBAN ENVIRONMENT
TYPE OF PHOTO ESSAY : SIMPLE SERIES
LOCATION : Pasay City, Manila (Tuesday, April 9, 2024)
The Wings of My Dreams. Pasay City, Manila. (Tuesday, April 9, 2024) Captured by: May Valeri Almuena
Since it is a holiday, my friends and I decided to go somewhere in Manila to enjoy ourselves. As we were walking along Pasay, I captured this plane—a powerful symbol of my dreams and aspirations. It is what inspires me to aim high and dream bigger. It represents freedom, progress, and limitless possibilities; it embodies adventure and exploration. Airplanes represent the courage to pursue our dreams in the face of adversity and remind us that no dream is too lofty or out of reach, as long as we have the courage to pursue it.
The Heritage Hotel. Pasay City, Manila. (Tuesday, April 9, 2024) Captured by: May Valeri Almuena
We passed the Heritage Hotel as we were walking through Pasay Highway, heading to MOA. This hotel is very well known. The story of The Heritage Hotel in Manila is an intriguing tale that traces its origins to August 1994. Established to meet the increasing need for top-notch lodging in Manila, the hotel has evolved from modest beginnings to become a distinguished 4-star establishment. Positioned at the heart of Manila, the hotel was strategically selected to provide guests with convenient access to important destinations. Over the years, The Heritage Hotel has left a notable mark on the hospitality scene in the Philippines.
C-4 Road. Pasay City, Manila. (Tuesday, April 9, 2024) Captured by: May Valeri Almuena
We are almost there! This is the view of the Mall of Asia Globe from afar on C-4 Road. From this view, we can see how urbanized Manila is.
There Will Always Be A Blue Sky. MOA, Pasay City, Manila. (Tuesday, April 9, 2024) Captured by: May Valeri Almuena
This is the view up above the overpass that connects SM MOA and the seaside. Beautiful sky, isn't it? The blue sky indicates tranquility and peace. Its soothing hue has a calming effect on the soul, providing a break from the hustle and bustle of daily life. In the quiet expanse of the sky, we find comfort and escape, allowing our minds to wander and our spirits to fly. It serves as a reminder to take a deep breath and appreciate the beauty of the present moment, free of worries, problems and stresses that weigh us down.
Path of Adventure. MOA, Pasay City, Manila. (Tuesday, April 9, 2024) Captured by: May Valeri Almuena
Seaside is the most amazing spot in MOA. Aside from beautiful sunsets, this path reminds me of my childhood happy memories. And as I visit this place, this path fulfills my childhood and reminds me to always have an adventure, as my inner child wants.
I do also believe that every journey is an adventure, and adventure is a never-ending journey of growth, discovery, and transformation. It is a call to embrace the unknown and enjoy the moments of wonder along the way. As we navigate the twists and turns of life's adventure, let us use every trip as an opportunity to learn, grow, and live life to the fullest.
Journey of Love. MOA, Pasay City, Manila. (Tuesday, April 9, 2024) Captured by: May Valeri Almuena
And as we roamed by the seaside, I saw these two lovely couples. Seeing these two sweet souls navigate life together makes my heart flutter. The man captured the most beautiful scenery of his life—the smile of his lady. They cherished the simple moments of laughter and joy they shared together and found happiness in each other's company, making memories that will last forever. Their love journey is like the sunset; even if it fades, it will come back again and again, and they will continue to write the chapters of their unwavering love, devotion, and boundless affection.
The Alluring Sunset. MOA, Pasay City, Manila. (Tuesday, April 9, 2024) Captured by: May Valeri Almuena
My favorite part of every day is seeing a sunset in the depths of night to greet the dawn of a new day. Sunsets are what every person admires when visiting the MOA Seaside. It is so mesmerizing. Projecting a kaleidoscope of colors in the sky, from the beautiful blue skies to the happy yellow sunset. It always captivates my heart and mind, and it lends a gentle reminder to cherish each passing moment, to appreciate the beauty of the present, and to reflect on life's posterity.
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Bluenosers in Barbados
Mar 2, 2018
Written By Richard Perry
Keith meets Shelley. An instant connection.
The man was sitting alone at the end of a bench inside the Speightstown, Barbados bus terminal. Behind him some teenagers were hanging out at the FLOW cellphone booth. The cool, shaded terminal was a welcome respite from a burning sun.
He appeared to be nodding off, so I hesitated before deciding to approach him.
“Pardon me, sir. Hello?”
He stirred.
“Can you tell me if the bus to Animal Flower Cave leaves from Gate 5?”
He lifted his head and looked at me with drowsy eyes. “You going to the Cave? Now?”
“Yes, my wife and I were told to look for the Connell Town bus. Is this the right gate?”
He stood up and pointed to the bench.
Searching for the right bus at the Speightstown terminal.
“You sit right here. Is that your wife? Go get her. You sit right here. I’ll show you. I live where the bus stops.”
He spreads his hands on the bench to show how close he lives to the bus stop.
We sat down and struck up a conversation with Mr. Keith Michael Vancooten.
“Vancooten,” I say. “That sounds like a Dutch name.
“Yes, my father was a Dutchman.”
Like most Bajans we’ve met in our two trips to this eastern Caribbean paradise, our new friend jumped at the chance to help us. He had a pleasant demeanour, but grew agitated at my repeated queries about gate numbers and departure times.
“Don’t worry ’bout that,” he’d snap. “You sit here. Come with me on the bus.”
“Don’t worry ‘bout that. You come with me.”
“But what time does…”
“Just sit by me. I’ll take you to my house.”
“But how long until…”
“You relax. Don’t worry ’bout that.”
Clearly, my North American anxiety over punctuality and schedules was starting to piss him off.
“So have you lived in Barbados your whole life?” asked Shelley.
“Yes, my whole life. Except for working the boats after the war. And I turn 93 in September.”
Sensing our disbelief (we both had him pegged for maybe 70 or 75) he produced his government ID.
We needed proof that Keith is actually 93!
“That’s me, see? Born 29-09-1925. It says so right here.”
I did the math. Yup. 93 in September.
“You must lead a clean life and eat really well,” I suggested. You don’t look your age.”
“Yes, I eat good, but not the last few weeks,” he said, patting his stomach. “Not feeling good here, but getting better… yes, much better.”
A lady in a tight pink skirt walks by, glances at Keith and offers a wide smile. He nods back with a grin. “I know her from church.”
We asked him about his career and family. He was a bus mechanic for more than 40 years, but before then, at the end of the war, he sailed around the world as a ship’s engineer. “Freight and passengers. We carried both.”
Because he didn’t volunteer any information about his family, we sensed it might not be wise, or polite, to dig any deeper.
Fifteen minutes later, a blue transit bus spewing diesel fumes lurched into Gate 5, and Keith jumped up. “Let’s go, you sit by me. Here we go, follow me.”
Our ride north to the Animal Flower Cave.
No longer in the shade, another woman in the queue scrambled in her purse for the $2 bus fare as her ice cream cone dropped blobs of vanilla onto her arm and the concrete.
Half an hour later, after the noisy, kidney-pounding trip to the northern tip of Barbados, our spry Bajan guide prompts us off the bus.
“See what I mean? Look, there’s my house! You go walk to the Cave, down that road. When you come back, you come sit on my porch, right there, not in the sun. The bus will get you then, okay?”
“But what time does the next bus…”
“Don’t you worry. Just come sit on my porch. I’ll be here.”
Animal Flower Cave view – with crashing Atlantic surf.
We spend the new two and a half hours at the Animal Flower Cave buying gifts and marvelling at the pounding surf where the Atlantic Ocean meets the Caribbean Sea. We ordered salads and drinks at the cliff-side restaurant and then toured the underground cave. The group of teenagers ahead of us cooled off in a small pool and then posed for pictures in front of a frothy, roiling sea.
At this point, I start to worry that we might miss the last public bus back to Speightstown, so we make our way under the hot sun up the dusty road to Keith’s house. Sure enough, he’s sitting on his porch, smiling and waving us forward.
“You come and sit. Here, look at all the pictures of people who came here.”
Keith has fans the world over. This letter is from Oshawa, Ontario.
He opens a shopping bag full of photos and letters sent to him from Cave visitors over the years. He likes to point to himself in each picture. “You see, that’s me, sitting right here, right in this same chair.”
I try again. “Keith, what time do you think the next bus…”
“Relax, sit there. Only problem is, the last bus at 3pm goes and gets the school students.
“Did you say the LAST bus? Keith, it’s five past three.”
“It might come here. Might not. No problem. A van will come (an infamous ‘ZR’ van, that will gladly stuff 15 passengers into a space more suitable for nine.)
A white van pulsing with reggae music suddenly screams by, going in the opposite direction.
“No worries. He’ll come back. He’ll look at me, I’ll wave and yell ‘stop’ and he’ll stop and get you. Just relax.”
So with some extra time on his hands, Keith decides to show us his house. It becomes clear that he must be living on a very small pension. He has a few pressed shirts hanging in a closet; a tiny kitchen features a very tired refrigerator, lined with a thin black film of what looks to be mould. His tiny kitchen and bedroom open to the rear yard, where he also keeps a large trap.
Shelley asks him about it. “The monkeys destroy everything,” he says. “Look at those trees. They eat all the plants. I catch them and sell them to the wildlife reserve.”
“Keith,” I ask, “In this heat, you must like a cold Banks beer from time to time.”
“I used to, but then I joined the 7th Day Adventists. No more Banks.”
On our way back to the porch, we cross under a string clothesline hanging across his living room. It holds faded cards celebrating past Father’s Days and Christmases. Before we have time to ask him anything family-related, he’s back on the porch, eyes peeled for the white van, which, as he predicted, pulled to a stop.
“See? Go, run,” he barks. With no time for a proper goodbye, I clumsily press the last of our Bajan currency into his hand.
Our last selfie on Keith’s porch before our ZR van arrived.
“Thank you, Keith,” Shelley says as we sprint to our ride.
That evening, as we unwound from our long day in rural northern Barbados, we agreed that the real magic of discovering this island isn’t in the malls or the air-conditioned Massy grocery stores or on luxurious catamarans.
It’s hitting the road to small out-of-the-way places far from the crush of tourists. It’s trusting that serendipity will put you in front of the most amazing people when you least expect it.
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