I’ve been reading my old posts and I’m trying to come up with a blog that has a soul. My official blog feels too formal for me. It feels like, I’m writing for the sake of writing. Not only in writing about important life events but also in documenting where I’ve been and how I spent most of my day on that certain adventure.
I even went overboard with posting photos about the events that I’ve been to, to the extent that editing a bulk of photos felt like a chore. I was also unsatisfied with how the blog entries turned out because even though I know that I’ve just started and I still got a lot to learn, I always end up comparing my blog contents with celebrity blogs. Writing that really sounds superficial and tacky, but… that’s how I sum up my blogging experience this year.
I still haven’t tried writing anything using my vernacular, since I created this new blog. Whenever I’m in the mood to write, I always end up writing my thoughts in English. Probably it’s because I’ve been training myself to write and think in English as part of practice.
I am also conscious about my thought organization skills. I still haven’t improved on that area yet. My thoughts are mostly scattered and random. Sorting it out takes some time and I sometimes get sidetracked with some topics.
I’ve written blogging and updating my stories as part of my goal. With this new laptop, I’m hoping that I could actually write sensibly and more often as well. I just really want this to be more therapeutic as my everyday life is getting more hectic.Y’know, adult stuff.
‘Though attending events would probably still be part of my life, I think I’d take it easy on capturing things. I will also enjoy the moment and live. For, I can write better when I have more experiences to share than to take photos of.
I have yet to back up my files on my old laptop and update my new one. My hard drive is waiting for me. However, December is really a busy month and it’s not just because of the holidays. There’s really a lot going on.
I’ve been thinking. It’s not the laptop that’s stopping me from saying what I want to say. It’s not my internet connection, either. It’s how conscious I am about what I want to publish. It’s how I wanted to write things.
I’ve been experimenting on my content. I did say I want to write in my vernacular but I haven’t really published anything organic. I’ve been back reading my old posts from different blogs but all it did was bring back memories. My writing style has changed and I couldn’t seem to bring myself to write in the same manner again.
I’ve been meaning to write something as a diary. I am trying. However, it just doesn’t really feel right. Maybe it’s really because I’m conscious. I’m overthinking things. This part of growing up sucks. I tend to think about my life decisions and how I regret some of it.
Perhaps, I wanted to bring back the ranting on this blog. At the back of my head, I was really searching for a place to air my thoughts and grievances and just be myself.
I haven’t been myself in a long time. For me, things have been different because co-existing is such a task. I always have to adjust and adapt to my husband’s way of life. We fight from time to time and each and every time, I’d tell him that I’ll stop doing this or that. Sometimes, these changes feel like I’m losing myself and I’m becoming a different person. Like parts of me have been broken down to someone’s liking and getting validation is something I need to feel satisfied or sane.
It’s crazy! Looking back, I find my posts or myself as a carefree, positive and ambitious person. Currently, I’m far from that. I don’t think I’m the same person. Probably because I’ve experienced enough and I gained more knowledge from those experiences. That, or, reality has hit me like something I can’t even describe.
I’m back on writing again after a long hiatus. It’s time to update this blog more often than I should and I mean it. I should really do something about my writing skills. Today, I will talk about something personal. It’s about stuff that happened a few months ago.
It all started two weeks before I got married. I invited one of my aunts on my father’s side to be one of my primary sponsors. I was dead set on choosing her because I would’ve never had the opportunity to work in Globe if it wasn’t for her.
We were supposed to meet on a Saturday, but she told us that we should meet on Sunday instead. It was Mother’s day when we visited them at Antipolo. I know that I will meet most of my aunts and uncles but I didn’t expect all of them to make it because from personal experiences, not everybody can make it due to other reasons. However. they proved me wrong when everybody was there, even my dad.
I was ecstatic, surprised and excited to see him. It has been a long time since I’ve heard of him and I remember sending him some e-mails about how I feel and about how I wanted to get to know him more. We didn’t become close right away but there was a certain familiarity and assurance when we interacted. I didn’t know if I should feel shy or make the most of it. Deep inside, I know that it won’t last that long. It will take months or years again to see him and be with him, and before I know it… it’s time to go home.
I didn’t want to regret that moment. I didn’t want to miss the opportunity to get to know him better and be with him. I would like to have have an idea about who he is and what it is like to be with him and probably, save some memories of us together while I still can.
It was nice hanging out with him and having a heart-to-heart conversation with him. I’m quite glad that I’m already an adult when we reached this point, because I have forgiven him already and what matters to me most is that I still got the chance to learn more about him and have my own memories about him.
For years, I’ve only known him based on what my mother told me. Her perspective somehow honed the person I regarded as my biological father. Not knowing the facts and his real personality or characteristics, I was left with the idea of him. And like the others, I was hungry for more information. I wanted to know this person and validate the persona behind her perspective. It was as if, my mother was a writer or a storyteller, and she was narrating one of her antihero in her story. But, he’s real. And I wanted to know more and be a part of that story. I no longer want to be a listener or an audience. I want to be a part of that story too.
And so when I met him, I asked him to attend my wedding. I asked him because he missed so much. He missed most of my life and most of how I became to be. I asked him to make up for the lost time and own it. I needed him to be there. I gathered all my courage to ask him that because I may not have the opportunity to do it again. If he will, he would be doing that for me and not for the others. It would just mean that he wants to be a part of my life even just for a day or for just a few hours. It matters to me. It means everything to me. And I’m glad he did.
My relatives on his side, never failed to surprise me. Amidst, not being part of the entourage, they willingly committed to attend my wedding. Regardless if they are part of the entourage or not. Unconditionally, they supported me without the need to beg them to attend. It was more than enough. I couldn’t have asked for more. My only regret was, if I had only known, I would have chosen most of them to be a part of my wedding. However, it’s all done now and all I can do is to make sure that they become a part of my life now.
I was wrong to think that the people I grew up with and treasured, were the only ones I need to be with on my special day. It was late when I realized, I needed all of them to be there. It was already late when I realized that I need all of them and I am grateful to them because they spent that day with me and supported me on my new journey. It was late when I realized that I spent half of my life regretting the things I should’ve done. That I should’ve reached out to them a long time ago, that I should have told them how much I appreciated them and how grateful I am to be a part of their lives.
I was naive to believe that things won’t change. I was naive to believe that events such as the ones I grew up with are family traditions that will happen yearly. I was so convinced that those family traditions won’t get old. But… my aunts and uncles on my mother’s side are getting older. They aren’t the same people they used to be. Some of them have already passed away. Some of them are too old to have long drives. Most of my cousins have their own families. Most of my cousins are “too busy,” like me. That hanging-out was such a task and nobody’s got the time for that anymore. Even special holidays are better spent amongst their own families and that’s just too sad. So unfortunate for the younger ones, nieces, nephews, cousins, grandchildren and in-laws, to miss out on all the fun we used to have.
That’s just one of the realities in this millennial era.
I didn’t think much about choosing my other relatives on my father’s side at that time because I didn’t grow up with them. I thought they don’t want to be a part of my wedding because we barely had the chance to be together. However, they proved me wrong. They were in fact, more excited than my relatives on my mother’s side.
Ino and I had decided to choose most of the entourage on my mother’s side because I’ve known them all my life and regardless of our family/clan drama, I consider all of them as my important guests on my wedding. Sadly, not all of them made it to our wedding. Some had to be replaced by other relatives (“proxy”) because it’s a working weekday and they cannot be absent from work or school, — regardless if I have informed them a year in advance or a few months in advance.
I was very stressed out at that time. I’ve exhausted everyone on my list. It’s a good thing that my relatives on my father’s side are more than willing to be a part of my wedding. They were my lifesavers. They made my wedding much more meaningful because they really attended the wedding and became a part of my special day.
I was able to have a family moment even if there’s a little awkwardness to it. Still, my not-so-perfect wedding still pushed through and it still went well.
Fast forward to a few weeks or a month after that where Ino and I were invited to my cousin’s debut. I was requested to sing on her birthday and I gladly obliged.
My mother already had a hunch that we will meet my other siblings.
It’s a well-known family history. I am one of the poster child for UNICEF. My mother and father separated when I was a baby. I was adopted by my mother’s sister and her husband. They adopted me and raised me. They also took care of my mom and we lived there for as long as I can remember. They also adopted my cousin a few years before they adopted me.
My sister from my mother was born after five years. When I was around 10 years old or older, I’ve learned that my father also had 2 other children from another woman. A few years ago, I heard he had another child from another woman. Then, when I invited him on my wedding he told me he has another son.
Boy, that was a crazy narration of my family tree. I don’t regret any of it though. It was their personal choices and decisions, one that I don’t have any control of. It happened as I was growing up and it’s part of who I have become.
Perhaps, you are wondering why I am bringing this up.
Last night was my cousin’s debut and for the first time, I met my brothers. Growing up, I know that my other siblings exist, but it was just an idea for me. I’ve never thought that I would really meet them. I thought that it wouldn’t happen. I never imagined that I would. Not until I did.
I grew up with my sister in the same house. I grew up having issues with her because I couldn’t accept the fact that my mother fell in love with someone else. I fought with her when we were young because I hated the fact that she exists, and she has to live with me everyday. It was just later when she had her own child, that I realized it was not her fault that she existed. It was not her fault that she had to grew up with me. It was not her fault to be a part of my family. She happens to exist because my parents made decisions that I don’t have any control of.
I grew up with her and experienced what it was like to have a sibling. There are times when I would toy about the idea of my other siblings living with me. The idea of having a complete family was surreal. It was unimaginable and unrealistic. It was crazy. For I know that these siblings that I have are not only theirs. And my greatest fear was to have a broken family again and meet the same fate, — to have different children from different partners or to be left by my husband for other mistresses.
Then, I had to go back to reality and attend my cousin’s debut along with my husband and my mom. I met the youngest of my father’s child and he was cute and very smart. I didn’t know how to feel. I didn’t know how to react. I didn’t know how to address him or how to interact with him. It was more than the feeling of being stunned. It was more than a feeling of “I know what this is. I already have a sister from my own mother, I’m used to this.” It was never that simple.
I know they exists. I know they are real but seeing them and being able to be with them was a different story. They are after all, my father’s offsprings. I’m dying to know them. I wanted to talk to them and tell them, “Hey! I’m your big sister. I want to know you more. I want to be a part of your life.” But I can’t. I was too weak to do that. I was just happy to see my father and be able to call him papa at that time.
Last night, I realized that I was stopping myself from that realization. I do not want the reality to sink in and I was stopping myself from understanding that these boys are my brothers. I already have a sister. We don’t get along most of the time. We don’t understand each other because I hated her when I was young. I didn’t give her a chance because I was angry. We didn’t have a good relationship. And it freaked me out, when I realized that I’m glad I never had the chance to live with my other siblings.
Perhaps, it’s the right time to meet them. I’m already 28 and one of my younger brothers is already on his 20s. I could understand the awkwardness and tension. I understand that we are uncomfortable to talk and face reality. I wouldn’t really know what to say.
My initial reaction was, “I thought we’re gonna attend a debut, not a family reunion.” Because I didn’t really think that I’m gonna meet them anytime soon. I was curious about how they look. I was curious if they look like me or my dad. They say I look like my dad and I can see how I resemble my aunts. And seeing them, made me think that yeah… they are my father’s sons.
I’m just saying that it was unplanned and I was caught off guard. I’m glad to meet them and I wish we can have a chance to talk again next time. I would like to meet them and get to know them just like my father.
It was shocking and surprising but it was what made that night memorable for me.
I also realized something while I was writing this.
I was wrong to blame my sister for being born and for being raised in the same house. I regret hurting her physically, emotionally, and psychologically. I regret blaming her for whatever it is that happened to me. I am sorry for hurting her and for making her feel unwelcome.
I also realized that no matter how wrong my parents’ decisions are, I didn’t have to take it to the others and be angry with them or hate them. I realized that they didn’t want any of it and they exists because they are the results of a choice. They are good or bad decisions that constitutes not only my parents lives but also my life.
If for anything, I would like to be with them and spend time with them. I hope this is not the last and I hope that there will be more chances in the future.
I do not hate my parents anymore. I do not want to blame them anymore for their decisions. I just realized that blaming them wouldn’t change anything. They made decisions for a reason. They may have been happy in the process that’s why they stick up for it and I respect that. In time, perhaps I’ll heal and understand why they did what they did. Hopefully, I won’t need to be separated from my husband to find my own happiness.
The theme of that night’s party is Pride. We were just supposed to go to Terno Inferno when we decided otherwise. The reason behind it? It started earlier and our day was just starting. At the same time, I took that as an opportunity to go to TodayXFuture. I was one sneaky bitch. I know. I’ve been reading Jasper Lee’s posts and getting several notifications on FB about that place so that got me really curious. I was itching to know what’s in there and why is it so fun. So to cure the itch, we went there and found out.
More reasons / excuses here:
For the universal excuse, I am doing it for Two Storey! However, I just realized that it should be for Twisted! XD #thehorrors
To see him. To find out if he’ll talk to me or acknowledge my presence. I eventually fucked up and I’m not sure if he was the one I requested a song to. I was slightly tipsy and indifferent about my actions then. I was just hiding behind the excuse of being tipsy but honestly, I still know what I’m doing and it’s a bait. But nothing happened, and it’s probably because he doesn’t care or maybe because he knows I’m with my husband.
To find out if he’ll crossdress and to find out if he turned out to be gay. And I was dumbfounded when I discovered he’s a DJ. :O
I took off my glasses that night because there’s no sense in wearing one. It was dark, I was tipsy and nothing matters. My first experiment failed but it was worth it. Every bottle of Smirnoff Mule is worth it. All those 5 bottles wreck me but it just added up to the fun.
I’m not even sure if he was the DJ whom I talked to or if he was the one who played the Ariana Grande playlist but it was just one of those moments where I want the ground to devour me. That won’t stop me from going there again, though.
TodayXFuture is like Saguijo. It has a homey feel. The rustic feel adds more flavor to the uniqueness of the place. It was quite small but in an intimate way. It’s a place where people can enjoy good music. Not just because Jasper Lee might be a DJ on that place, but because they have good food choices and music to pair it with. In fact, my husband says their Tofu Sticks are to die for. I hope to find another excuse to go there again.
I was quite worried if I was under-dressed. I was worried that we wouldn’t like the place. However, none of it matters because the place was a nice hangout place. There was no door charge too. Perhaps, the down side is that there aren’t enough tables and chairs. That won’t be a problem if you love dancing. It won’t be a problem if you are willing to join the crowd on the dance floor and enjoy the music.
We decided to try both and because of my tipsy / drunk behavior, my husband decided that we head home early. I honestly felt like a “tita / ahjumma / oba-san.” Going home early made me miss half of the fun. We should have partied ’til dawn but perhaps my alcohol tolerance had really failed me and it was really best to go home.
Drinking 5 bottles of vodka is a no-no. So next time, I should drink moderately. I should party harder and responsibly. I should #walwalnomore.
Life has been stressful lately. I’ve been pre-occupied with many things — some I have mentioned on my previous blogs and others, I think I wouldn’t write about anymore.
I’ve been asking myself when I’m going to write again. Whenever I try to log-on to my blog, I often find myself procrastinating and coming up with different excuses not to. So, now that I have a 30-minute free time in the office, I will take this opportunity to update this blog.
Reading updates on our Slack and Asana. I’m on stand-by for any new tasks that will be assigned to me today.
Writing this blog entry. I’m glad that I don’t need to worry about my news task because I already finished it yesterday. Yay!
Listening to how my colleague is conducting her class. I can also hear the sound of my mini-fan and some typing keyboard sounds. :))
Thinking about my allowance until payday. Critical wallet days is real.
Smelling nothing. I usually smell coffee at this time but I decided to cut my instant coffee habit because I gained weight. I’m starting a water only diet today.
Wishing for another long holiday where I can do things freely. Like read a book, play computer and mobile games, go to the beach or discover new places or restaurants, write a blog entry or a story update, sleep more, go to a gig, etc. Something that won’t require work and chores.
Hoping to finish my tasks that are due soon. I don’t want any backlogs. I don’t want to be the cause of delay in the office. I’m hoping for a stress-free day today.
Wearing a simple dress and a pair of flats for today’s work.
Loving my free time. I got to write something today. Yay!
Wanting more alone time. I need space and pamper time but payday is so far away. 😦
Needing more time to write and enjoy life. Stress is destructing me little by little.
Feeling tired of people’s BS and BV. I just want to accomplish many things today at work and be free when I leave for the weekend.
New job – I already have a 10-7 job that requires me to sleep early and wake up early… but i am restless.
I just got my tablet back!! So I can post online and check my site on the app or on my tablet just like old times. I miss this. It just dawned on me that I miss free writing. Hopefully, I’d get to blog more often and update my Wattpad stories soon!!
I just got married last May 23.
I forgot my username, e-mail and password. It took me several attempts and e-mail hunting to get this account back but I’m glad I’m here again.
Whenever I open my laptop, the idea of resizing photos that I’m gonna dump on my website frustrates me. I usually feel lazy. Add to the fact that mañana habit takes the ideas away.
I’m hoping to be active once again. I need an outlet, so I’m gonna go ahead and try my hardest. For now I gotta hit the sack.
A photo posted by Franchesca (@cheskinita) on Sep 17, 2016 at 8:18am PDT
Whoa! Two months of not uploading or writing anything, huh? Sorry about that.
I’ve been pretty busy with life and I admit that I got too lazy to write anything. I stopped updating my blog since we went to Sonamoo in Centerpoint Bldg. in Ortigas because I find it such a task to accomplish. I’m still contemplating whether I’m gonna post it today or next time or on the next time that I will remember it.
And here I am, planning to be a part-time teacher and a part-time blogger next year. Way to go, self!
Well to catch up:
Ino was actually planning to “just check out” some DSLRs in Trinoma or in Quiapo but we ended up in Glorietta because the store that he found online also has a branch in Glorietta 3. The “checking out” turned into buying his own DSLR.
After buying the DSLR, we headed to the cinema and decided to watch Train To Busan. He actually gave me a choice on whether to watch Cheats in Katipunan or watch Train to Busan in Glorietta.
I honestly want to watch Cheats play. I was wearing a comfortable shirt, a pair of shorts, and sneakers. I also brought my camera in case, we decide to watch Cheats play. However, I haven’t read Saab’s blog in a while and I think I’ve missed some parts of her life already. I still listen to her band’s songs on Spotify but I haven’t been to her Twitter, Instagram or her blog since early this year. I kinda felt that I don’t know much about what”s going on with her life that’s why I decided to watch Train to Busan instead. After all, I need to get back to reality really soon. Hey Monday, that’s you!
So… Train to Busan…
It was a very good movie. We enjoyed it very much and it was a very good Saturdate night spent. I totally recommend the movie. The make up, the CGI, the actors and the stunts were to watch for. Money well spent on this movie. I enjoyed it a lot considering that Chuseok has just finished last Friday.
On other news, I heard that Papa B is now recovering from his operation. He had a four-hour operation this afternoon. We are planning to go to Antipolo tomorrow. And nope, he isn’t the reason why I haven’t blogged in a while.
Oh! Apart from the fact that it was around June or July when my plan was disconnected, I am so happy to inform you that I’m free of debt so far! I have finally paid my Globe Bill after almost three months. The worrying will only continue after I paid my PLDT Bill.
I also went back to church recently. I at least try to go to church religiously in my own volition.
Sometimes having a relationship with Ino is frustrating, challenging, and quite complex but I am trying my best to understand him and let go of some things affecting his mood.
I stopped going to the gym too and I can feel that I’m gaining weight again. I missed my laser session this month. I had my tooth extracted last August.
The team building was a blast.
Mama S is going to go back to Taytay for Kelly today. I’ve already talked to my sister and told her that she should take care of our mom. I don’t want her to experience those conflicts again. I also would like her to be able to eat well and be happy with Kelly. Unfortunately, I won’t be able to see her often. However, it would mean that I might not need to pay for her electric bill again.
My only concern was that we bought her a fan but she can’t use it because she’s going to stay in Taytay starting today. I will miss her but I will call her more often.
Hmmmm… what else?
I haven’t continued with my wedding plans yet. I haven’t called the dressmaker yet. I should have done that over the long holiday but I was actually worried about the down payment for the first fitting. I was worried because Papa is still in the hospital and I know that I won’t be able to ask him for some money because of his surgery.
Some problems are still piling up but hopefully things will keep me sane. I also hope that I will be able to finish everything that I need to accomplish. It’s going to be back to work, back to reality on Monday.
I also hope that things will progress as the days go by.
I don’t think that I have improved much for the past three month. In my opinion, I have slacked a lot and was very relaxed. I have to be more responsible and more motivated to work. I’ve wasted enough money and time and a bunch of excuses to cover it up. Hopefully, I can gradually get back to work and get back in shape in the upcoming months.
Due to these reasons, I haven’t updated my Sunday Currently. But, Sunday has just started so I might write about it later.
I’ve been away for quite a while. I know and I may not be sorry for missing a few days of not posting anything here.
I have been pretty occupied with several things these past few days. I noticed that I haven’t been writing anything personal aside from my food trips and other reviews.
I’ve been quite unattached to this blog because I don’t want to trouble you with my daily dramas in life. I realized as I age, that some things should be kept private. So that others won’t have any opportunity to pry on my personal life.
I noticed that I’ve been too busy writing about places I’ve been to but not about how I am feeling. I just didn’t feel the need to write it.
I’ve been busy with mobile games and reading books. I’ve been hooked with The Mortal Instrument’s City of Bones. I’m on Pal rt 3 and I’m almost finished with the first book. However, I was side tracked by the Filipino version of Fifty Shades of Grey by E L James.
I also know that I am a few years late. This book has been made into a movie and I’m just starting to read it in Tagalog. Why? Because I got curious and as my by line says. I am the cat.
So far, I’m on Chapter 6 page 118. I haven’t read the dirty parts yet. I’m on my way there but I’m ready.
You must be wondering why I bought the Filipino version? It’s because sex is more titillating when it’s written in your native language. For me, it gives a different twist to the story and how it is being narrated.
Words that are easier to understand can make you imagine things that you might miss on an English book. Imagination can bring you to more places if you know what you are reading about. And for me that’s what makes it sexy as well as intriguing. So, that’s Fifty Shades of Grey for you.
Flood and heavy rains also caused me to stay at home and work at home. I’m blogging because I have some time to spare.
And oh! I discovered a new series from Lifetime. It’s called Unreal and I am getting hooked. Season 2 is better than the first one. I can’t wait ’til Tuesday.
It’s PLL season once again! And as much as I love this show, I hate how they are going in this season. It is supposed to be a season of answers but they are just making more questions in this season. It’s getting meh for me.
Seriously… breaking up and getting back together after several seasons. It’s normal. Letting one of your best friends date your ex? Not cool. Cece being A and getting killed? Ok. Someone else hunting A’s killer and pointing it to the girls? So, it’s like Season 1 all over again. It’s getting boring already. They need to end it this season.
Well, that’s about it. I spent most of my time binge watching TV series from High Kick Season 3 to Unreal, up to reading books from City of Bones to Fifty Shades Of Grey. I also got tired of playing MMORPG on my phone that’s why I’m back.
I guess, writing about my personal everyday things is not that bad.
Last Saturday, June 18, 2016, Ino and I celebrated our post anniversary date at The Hampton Gardens. We were supposed to celebrate at the same place on our 7th year anniversary. However, I got terribly sick on the day of our date so we decided to just postpone it.
We left Citihomes around 3:30 PM to 4 PM and arrived in THG at around 4:30 PM. We just dropped our things at Lawrence’s unit and we headed to the swimming pool. We swam for about 30-45 minutes and decided to grab a bite nearby THG.
There were a couple of places that Ino was raving about. First was the burger place and the second was the very affordable Tapsihan, Tapsi Sa Palatiw, near Stella Maris Pasig.
We headed to the burger place first because we were supposed to have burgers and shakes for snacks. However, it was still closed when we dropped by. Closed at 5 PM? Hahaha.. Pretty weird, right? Ino said that the burger place usually opens around 6 PM and closes at 2-3 PM. So, since it is still closed, we just went to the other place that he was raving about.
TAPSI SA PALATIW
I let him choose the kind of Tapsi that he wants to order since he recommended the place. It was my first time to go there so I really didn’t know what to expect. I’ve eaten at several Tapsihans and Tapsi sa Palatiw’s Tapsilog was just right for me. For a very affordable price, the Tapsi was not a miss but it wasn’t as stellar as Tapa King’s. It was actually a hit for me because it is a go-to-place if you are looking for a budget friendly dine in experience.
Aside from the Tapsi, we also ordered a couple of barbecue sticks. It would have been better if they reheated it. The meat was already quite cold and difficult to chew so I wasn’t able to enjoy it as much.
The Tapsilog costs P31 pesos per meal and the barbecue costs around P10 to P12 per stick.
The dining experience was comfortable. The place was spacious. Not many people dined in when we went there but that’s because it’s a Saturday and it’s not really the high time for people to eat dinner or eat rice and a viand for snacks.
I will still go back and try their chicken meal if I were given a chance. For a cost effective experience, I would rate this affordable restaurant a 3.
Tapsi sa Palatiw is located at Stella Maris Ave, Pasig, 1607 Metro Manila.
Off to our next stop, Ino chose another place for desserts.
For P25, I get to Swirl to The Max!!!
It isn’t obvious that it was my first time to ever go to Lawson.
It was actually not my first time because Ino and I had tried it before at Legarda, Manila a few months ago. But let me just enjoy this post because it is worth writing.
I’ve tried several ice creams from different marts like 7-Eleven, Ministop, Family Mart, and Circle K. I’d definitely choose Circle K’s vanilla ice cream over Family Mart’s.
My curiosity started when I’ve read about Lawson’s Charcoal Ice Cream from Mati Serrano‘s blog and DomesticUrbanite‘s blog. Both of them are foodies or food enthusiasts and reading about their recipes and food trips from time to time helped me discover new places and new dishes to try. Reading their blog posts about Lawson’s Charcoal Ice Cream made me think that it must be something that I, myself, should try.
At the same time, my resident bully and fiance, told me that he has already tried the Charcoal Ice Cream before which made me green with envy. I was very curious at that time but I don’t know where Lawson is in Ortigas.
So, here I am. Looking like a first timer because I really am.
The Charcoal Ice Cream experience was delightful! It was fun to eat although it messed my teeth (which Ino made fun of) because of the charcoal. For P25, it wasn’t that bad. It is now my 2nd favorite next to Circle K’s.
Looking at Lawson’s selection, I can say that they have more stocks than 7-Eleven and sometimes Mercury Drug. They offer different kinds of stuff from toiletries to different instant food. I was actually amazed with the toiletries because there’s a lot to choose from.
I had to compare because I’ve been waiting for Ino at 7-Eleven for almost half the year after I tired myself out from hanging out at Mc Donald’s several months ago. It was something that I have to write about since that habit will eventually end by the end of June. Hopefully.
So, going back to the Charcoal Ice Cream experience, I would say that I’d like to give it a 4 for trying. It was definitely something new and something refreshing to try on a hot summer or rainy day.
We went to ELITE NAILS HAND, FOOT AND BODY SPA after taking a rest at THG.
I think Ino reads my posts and take my Sunday Currentlies to heart. I remember one Sunday Currently post where I’ve written something about needing some pampering. I think he didn’t miss that post because he treated me to a nail care experience at the Elite Nails Spa on our post Saturdate Anniversary celebration.
We inquired about their nail services first before we decided to book a pedi session before we went to Tapsi sa Palatiw and Lawson. My usual dilemma in inquiring about a product or a service to a clerk or a sales representative is their ability to explain the product or service that they are selling and how knowledgeable they are in what their products or services are.
I was pretty satisfied with Elite Nails’s attendant because he was able to explain the differences of the services that they offer. It was clear and what I just needed to hear, so as a result, I was able to choose right away on which service I’m going to avail.
Ater taking a rest at the Hampton, we headed to Elite Nails for a Luxurious Dead Sea Salt Pedicure.
We waited for almost half an hour but that’s okay because the place was well air conditioned and had a relaxing vibe. The attendant and the staff were friendly and very accommodating. ‘Though they have a separate staff assigned for the Foot Spa and another for the Pedicure, it’s okay. I don’t have any qualms on it.
The Luxurious Dead Sea Salt Pedicure costs around P390. I had an additional OPI Nail Polish worth P50 to P60 because the staff said it lasts two weeks longer than an ordinary nail polish so I gave it a go.
It was actually worth it. The foot spa was good because the staff really tried to scrape off my dry skin and callouses. She was very hardworking and was very friendly too. I admit that her job was very difficult and given that it’s almost dinner time, I give props to her good service because she didn’t hastily do her job. I felt that I’m getting the service that is worth what I’m paying for so I didn’t regret giving her a tip.
The pedicure, which I was expecting to be painful was very painless. The staff who attended to me was very careful and checks on my reaction from time to time. It was not painful so it was okay. She also followed my request about not using a nail file because I hate the feeling of it scratching my nails. I also gave her a tip for taking care of my nails.
I would definitely go back to this branch if I will be given a chance. I’d also choose the same staff, if only I could remember their names. I think I can still remember how they looked like. I give this branch a 3.75 for a quite excellent service.
This branch that I have visited was just outside the Hampton Gardens. It’s located at Dr. Sixto Antonio Avenue, Pasig, 1607 Metro Manila. You can also check their menu on their website.
Finally, after everything that transpired on that day, we chanced upon the burger place that I was writing about earlier.
It’s already open!!
TAPSIHAN SA MAYBUNGA
When I said burger place, I was actually referring to Tapsihan Sa Maybunga. This is the place that Ino was telling me about. He was actually raving about the huge burger that they are offering.
He was telling me about the ingredients of each burger. It was quite a mouthful. Each burger is offering a Quarter Pounder. Some of the burgers have SPAM, bacon, sunny side up fried eggs, cheese, lettuce, tomatoes, jalapeno, onions, special butter sauce, etc.
My choice was the Butter Beater and it didn’t disappoint. I was also leaning towards Big Max since I’m not into different kinds of meat in one burger. Ino likes Rise N Shine but I find it quite greasy and too much. Although it is not that bad because it is really worth your money thanks to their generous serving.
I didn’t choose Level Up, Fast Break and Firehouse because of the SPAM, bacon, eggs, and jalapeno. It’s just me. I just don’t enjoy too much food in one bite. I guess it’s delicious too but I think I might try it out if Butter Beater or Big Max are not available. Haha!
Oh! We also bought a Choco Chip Shake! It was good but I wish I ordered Mocha Frappe instead. I was supposed to order Mocha Frappe but Ino said he has already tried it. I wanted him to try out a different flavor too but unfortunately, he chose the same flavor he had last time. It was quite a let down. But I will definitely try their Mocha Frappe next time!
The shakes are pretty average for me. I think it is not really worth P75. I think they could have served it for around P60 to P65 instead. The presentation and the taste wasn’t that rad for P75. I wish they could level it up by adding something more to their “plating” or to their unique taste.
With how Ino hyped the burger and the shakes, it really got me expecting something out of everything. I was expecting something worth writing about and not just an Instagram moment. I was expecting a memorable taste out of it. Something that could linger and make me want to come back even if it’s quite far from where I am from.
I guess, it’s just me and my expectations. The burger was great. The presentation and plating was surprising. The knife on the burger was liberating. The plastic gloves was a unique suggestion on how to eat the burger. It gave a subtle hint about a no poise moment. It was fun and entertaining. I enjoyed it!
I will give this restaurant a 3.5 for the effort and for the hype.
I also liked the way the servers feel like family. It’s really hard to tell whether they are just staffs or family members helping each other out in their family business. It’s a Saturday anyway, and it somehow made me feel nostalgic.
I used to dream about my own clan owning a restaurant and each one of us helping out in any way we can. I know that it’s impossible right now but it could have been a good business venture for each of us.
Anyway, I was able to enjoy the food and the drink. It was a treat! So yeah, I really enjoyed everything. I’m still looking forward to visiting Tapishan sa Maybunga because I might just really have high hopes for everything products and services related. This is how I am most especially when I am paying or someone is treating me for a food experience.
Having said that, this is not a paid advertisement and I’m blogging about it to share my own experiences. Also, I’m blogging about my thoughts so that one’s service or products will continuously improve and provide satisfaction to their customers.
Tapsihan sa Maybunga is near Hampton Gardens. It is located at 416, Dr. Sixto Ave., Pasig, Metro Manila.