Eating sa Philippines

My aunt's pomelo, freshly picked
Pomelo close up

Road stop snack en route to Manila: coffee, fried wild boar jerky, and garlic rice
A glass of rose--feels good in that Manila heat and humidity
My nephew made me this for breakfast: hard boiled eggs with tomato, rice, corned beef sauteed with onions and potato, bolognese ala Pinoy (sweeter, not much herbs)
Roasted eggplant and fresh water buffalo cheese, wrapped in bacon w/ salad

Lunch stop en route to So. Luzon: beautiful nilagang baboy (that's the soup)--with an amazing clarity, rice, and bitter melon with scrambled egg and minced pork

My cousins kitchen utensils
Rice cake with salted egg and freshly grated coconut--one of the snacks I ate while riding the bust to my hometown
And finally, the super yummy JAL foods: unlimited green tea and free red wine

Food Porn

Deep fried pig small intestines--Bouchon Le Garet, at 7 rue du Garet Lyon
During this meal, I had the ubiquitous Marsh salad, deep fried tripe, cheese course and for dessert--duo of sorbet with unlimited Marc de Bourgogne. It was a memorable dinner despite the bottomless Marc (liquor from Burgundy).


Giant Tuille aux amande avec milk chocolate topping from Perroudon--6, rue de la Barre Lyon





Cafe y enseimada, Barcelona



Cerveceria Catalana, C/ Mallorca 236, Barcelona

Razor clams and marinated fish, Cerveseria Catalana in Barcelona







White bread, sliced tomato, anchovies, green olives and olive oil



Croqueta in the foreground and anchovy sandwich in the background






Calcot con tangy romesco





Cafe y crema catalana--before

Cafe y Crema Catalana midway

Cal Pep-Plaça des les Olles 8, Barcelona
Clams in rich pork broth

Crispy salty fried shrimps, calamari and small fishes

Paris--Falafels

I think the best falafel i've tasted to date is from Chez Marianne in Paris' Marais district. These photos were taken within the hour of that epiphany. How were the falafels? Think tater tots with a bit more bite feel--crunchy outside, al dente and comfortingly warm and moist inside. The bread is not dry like American pita bread...it's thicker, oilier (tastier)--more like an Indian flat bread but with nice chewiness. It's completed with a tahini based sauce, heavenly roasted eggplant, and lightly pickled cabbage and carrots.



These are not falafels but some pine nut cookies.


Sign by Chez Marianne
The falafels at this placed are cooked to order. It takes a bit longer to get your falafels but it's because they are cooked right before your eyes. This is the "emporter" window; on the other side of this window, our falafels are bobbing nicely in hot oil. Tip: buy your falafels first inside, keep the receipt, line up on the take out window outside, present your receipt to the falafel maker. Smile.
We finally got our falafels. This is Dan's "Don't f#$@ing touch my falafel" mini sneer.