Saturday, October 22, 2011

So, this is how it feels like to be a food critic...

Becoming a well-seasoned traveler is everybody's dream. Like me, going on a trip, eating the specialty of the house and being spoiled for the reason that you're gonna write something about how you were treated by them are something I fantasize often...

When suddenly...like an answered prayer, my students and Mrs. Ligan of SMA's TLE Department, gave me an offer I can't refuse. They asked me to be a food critic in their performance task evaluation. This includes critiquing how the food was prepared, how it will be served, how the simulated restaurant will be managed and how their menu card would aid the customer.

Without hesitations and with the excitement of a young foodie, I went to SMA on Saturday, October 22, 2011 at a little past 12:00 noon. This is the last day of their Second Quarter Examination. They will end the test at 12:00 so I am not surprised that they have not prepared anything for me to eat. Hahaha! I ate ahead at home earlier and made myself full so as to become discriminating in taste. Most of them have gone home. So, I and my former students went out for a while. When we came back at 1:00 pm, the Senior students are starting to set up their kitchen...


Organized chaos reigned the grounds as the teacher announced the time left. It's like watching a pressure challenge in a cooking show. Some group members prepared the table. Assigned waiters were rehearsing their lines. While others, prepared the cooked food with garnishing. I on the other hand, watched with fascination as I glanced on a copy of the criteria on my right hand. Then Janice was sent to tell me they are ready.


With Mme. Villahermosa, my partner in critiquing the 3 restaurants..


Janice billeted us into the first resto. The first restaurant owned by Janice and her company is Chinese themed. The menu however has other twists like the cake evident in the picture above.




Chef Anthon's Prawns in butter and garlic... (I was about to eat when I remembered to take a picture first.. Notice the semi-detached head...)


Onion rings


Crispy pata


Their anachonistic and incongruous cake...


Some of their food were not that worthy of praise. However, the prawns in butter and garlic was extraordinary. The presentation of it was great. The taste is really beyond my expectation for a novice cook. The texture of the flesh, the aroma and the play of garlic and butter is pleasing. On the other hand, I find the onion rings insipid and mushy; the crispy pata rubbery; and the grilled bangus burnt black. (LOL, I have to write this down. Wew! I find it really hard to be honest when the cook and the people behind the preparation are in your first name basis. It's just like criticizing your uncle's cooking.)


Anyway, redemption for them came when the Mango-Pandan dessert was served. It was blissful, quite climactic. 


I just find them noble for being true to their menu. All of the food listed are available. This includes the porkchops I saw being left in the kitchen when the time for cooking ended.


Enough for their food. These are the things I noticed in the service and setting. First, the music is inaudible and often dies down unnoticed. Second, the ones who were assigned to set the table have done it badly. They have not even appropriately placed spoons, forks or chopsticks to aid our dining experience. The restaurant is not clean. The lighting is poor. The placement of rose petals and the bright cake on the table was presumptuous. The glasses for beverage were the ones used to serve the dessert. These glasses were cloudy. And lastly, the waitresses and their uniform don't match the theme of their Chinese resto. They're like ballet dancers in long-sleeved outfits.


Now for their menu card: the color of the special paper, the color of the fonts, font style and the placement of colored pictures of the food gave me a hard time. Also, unlike others, the menu does not give any mention of the main features of the food listed.


We graciously exited the first resto and went "andiamo" to the other one next door. When we arrived, they were still making finishing touches of the set-up, but  the maitre d' did not seat us in a comfortable waiting area. We just stood in the corridor for a few minutes.


When the manager gave the headwaitress a nod, Mme. Villahermosa and I were asked to enter into the threshold using different doors. Once again, the people of the restaurant were presumptuous that we will be having a romantic dinner.  Anyway, I was just excited to step on the red cloth carpeting and be seated in a table topped with a blazing candelabra.


They had it correctly this time. The setting was premeditated. I admire the hardwood chairs. The glassware and silver. They even had fine china. The place is clean and the lighting complements the sultry mood of the closed windows and the fiery candles.


The waiters were attentive and what they're wearing is passable for an Italian themed resto.


When they gave us their menu card, it's as if I'm seeing an original. It was top of the line. The color, the binding, the play of pictures and fonts, all of these things were perfect.


The attentive waiter taking our order...


A candle in artichoke table napkin folding...




We were served Monte Cristo for hors d'oeuvre. When asked why it was named so, they weren't able to answer. It was sliced bread rolled with ham and cheese and fried with crumbs. It was so fatty that my appetite flew out of the closed window. It was presented well; the color, aroma, and I can say it tastes good. However, I believe it is not an effective appetizer.




Monte Cristo... named for a reason unknown to them...


The piece de resistance came as tuna spaghetti. It looks really delicious; it even smells delicious; it tastes delicious. Presented well in fine china, this pasta dish in tuna sauce was incredible. The tuna had that peculiar scent; the slight saltiness reminds me of the sea and the hint of sweetness, the fields of the earth.


Like many others, once presented with the food of the restaurant, forgetting to take a picture of it occurs alarmingly often if it looks delicious. So, I cannot give you a picture.


I enjoyed the main course, but the dish which followed took it all away. It was cucumber in vinegar. I know it's a kind of salad, but its presentation was so primitive. What's deliciously grand in dipping cucumbers in boring vinegar huh???


To continue, we had chocolate cake for dessert. Not bad. I had this at Julie's with sprinkles on top. 


For their beverage, their iced tea was so refreshing, and the waiter was so sensitive in refilling my empty-by-the-second glass.


After our great experience in the Cucina Italiana, we were ushered to the second floor where another restaurant with a view awaits us.


The stairs leading to the third restaurant adorned with tropical flowers picked nonchalantly outside the fence...


When we arrived on the top landing of the flight of stairs, Gabriel the attendant was fidgeting but delivered the job quite well.


We were seated in a delicate table with a fantastic afternoon view. The sun setting in the nearby hills with clouds tinged in red and indigo added points to this restaurant. But what's its name?


Earlier, we had Zhinsi the Chinese Restaurant and previously we had La Cucina Italiana, but this time the name was not in the priority list of the owners. The waiter told us that they are having a Brazilian inspired setting... Ahh... okay... Perhaps this explains the bamboo fronds and charming hibiscus centerpiece.


The backdrop unfortunately looked as if it existed when ironing was not a thought.


The crude menu card was placed conspicuously on the centerpiece as if it's a part of a get-well-soon bouquet. It's printed in photo paper so it's glossy and sticks to one's fingers. The font size is small, not that informative, and really unworthy to be talked much.


We ordered everything they are ready to serve. It came as ginger bangus and vegetable lumpia. 


The ginger bangus was palatable. The strong aroma of ginger and the fresh tangy and milky taste of the fish were a good combination. 


The vegetable lumpia was unspeakable.


The Ginger Bangus...


Water is the only available beverage in this restaurant.


The dessert is pictured below... 
Fruits in cream... It tastes bland... I was presuming it was sweet... I think the sliced mangoes are overly hanging by the side of the plate. 


After talking with the waiter who seemed to have developed the temerity to ask us questions about the view, the food and the service, we're done!!!


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I gave them all very high scores. With a slight reference to criteria, I was generously biased for the following reasons:


1. they are not really cooks and restaurateurs;


2. effort is evident in most of them and the expense is obvious;


3. they seem to have enjoyed what they are doing; and lastly


4. they made my day. This reason is perhaps the most valid. I am a critic, and if they have made my day, then they have clearly accomplished the performance task scenario in GRASPS... 


 The end of the task...


A pose with the proud pseudo-restaurateurs...


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A few moments later... when all the dust had settled in the hallowed grounds of SMA... 


My two cronies and I planned our next misadventure... This time, attending Joshua Chong's Birthday Party...


We arrived too early at Joshua Chong's party so we opted to hang out  (literally) in Boljoon...


The Gargoyles are alive... Haunting an old Schoolhouse...


Inside Boljoon belfry... It is already dark outside...


We met Pia in the Church Plaza... She told us that we come back for the Basketball game after we go to Chong's...


After this picture was taken, we went back at Chong's place. Partied and feasted grandly.


At 9:00 pm, we went back to Boljoon to watch Basketball...

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

KAY LAAGAN MAN: A justification of my being a traveler or tripper...





THIS I SHALL REMEMBER EVERYDAY


"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover."



- Mark Twain



I don't know who Mark Twain really is even if I teach Anglo-American Literature for heavens sake!!! We're not that close in real life; we're not even FB friends... 



Anyway, this guy is quite famous among trippers like me. His words quoted above said it all. Someday, I DON'T WANT TO LIE IN MY DEATHBED WISHING WHAT IF... Rather, I'D WANT TO SMILE OVER THE INSANE THINGS I'VE DONE WHILE YOUNG AND WILD AND FREE...



This is brilliantly true... That is why, whenever I have a chance to travel, I grab it right away...


        As such, nothing would perhaps characterize a Juan dela Cruz' idea of fun more than his penchant for hieing the nearest vacation spot in search for relaxation mixed with adventure and feasting. For him, it would be a great delight to be in special places and be able to brag about it when he gets home. 

           He becomes a travel writer, a seasoned photographer and a food critic in an instant...  

         In my case, my love for traveling started when I was in Grade 3. My favorite subject then was Geography, History and Civics. We had a lesson on Land and Water Forms, and we got to draw all of them. Every time I look at my copy of the Chocolate Hills,Pagsanjan Falls and Mayon Volcano, I stop and imagine myself being in those places.


I've been to Boracay...




I've seen the Chocolate Hills...




Taal Lake and Volcano in Batangas...




Parks and places in Baguio City...




The Manila Ocean Park...


The noisy and alive Boulevard of Dumaguete City...


and many more... (chuss! :DD)


But I have this special attachment with WATERFALLS... I have visited only four (yet)...




Kawasan Falls in Matutinao, Badian, Cebu...




Mantayupan Falls in Barili, Cebu...




Aguinid Falls in Tangbo, Samboan, Cebu...




Casaroro Falls in Apolong, Valencia, Negros Oriental...




          My usual week involves preparing for my classes. But when weekend strikes, I see to it that I'll have a break through the following...


1. Driving my motorcycle toward Boljoon...




2. Drive my cab to Oslob...




3. Or even beyond to Santander...




4. Sometimes, I join climbs to Osmena Peak in Mantalongon, Dalaguete... For the first half of this year (2011) alone, I have climbed it three times already...




5. Together with mountains, beaches are also my trip... This is just easy because southern Cebu is a place where mountains and beaches meet... But in all of the south, Tingko Beach in Alcoy is the best...




6. I also like to watch festivals like...


   a. Kite Festival in Casay


  b. Siloy Festival in Alcoy


  c. and Utanon Festival in Dalaguete




7. And last on my list is FIESTA... As a teacher, you tend to be invited often to this and that fiesta... A fiesta experience can be had in the following manner...


      a. You can eat and run...


    b. You can eat and talk about the student's performance in school to the parents who invited you. Some parents ask a lot of questions while you're eating. But as a seasoned fiesta-gourmand, I have already answers, from the honest ones to the bizarre... Besides, I only come to a house where I haven't failed a student, or else, enjoying the event would be far fetched... LOL!


     c. You can eat and stroll in the park, light candles in the chapel and of course, kiss the Patron Saint... After strolling, chitchat, small talk, or a tete-a-tete, you can eat again...


I even had an experience eating in eight different houses in one town fiesta alone... What a shame? Of course not... It's just a matter of perspective... Anyway, if you're guilty of being like me, you can always spend a lot when the time comes for you to have a fiesta in your place and invite all those who invited you... I do this most of the time... It's not repayment of a debt. Rather, it is a continuation of a friendly relationship... Again, it's just a matter of how you see things...

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Exploring the delights of Valencia, Oriental Negros

                 We woke up rather late today, having slept late the previous night from our stroll in Robinson's Place Dumaguete, Buglasan of Sidlakang Negros and Boulevard. I myself am quite stirred by the driving I had the day before. It's my first time to travel bringing a vehicle to another island. It is really an enjoyable experience! :D

         After settling down my troubled head, we decided to forego breakfast. (Okay, it's fine with me.) We checked out of the hotel, and slowly moved in the morning streets of Dumaguete City.

          After driving southward for a few minutes, we reached the city limit marker. We're now in Valencia!!!

     The first thing you'll notice in Valencia is the presence of so many plants along the way (aside from the ringing of your ears because of the high altitude). Most of them are ornamental in variety and are for sale. Even if you'll be given the idea that people here do agriculture for a living, and our thought of agriculture is a poor man's livelihood, many of the houses lining the road exude taste and luxury. 

    Very curious indeed! Why??? Anyway, I've been told that Valencia was declared the cleanest and greenest municipality in Negros Oriental. Her Police Station an awardee for great performance. She is a first class municipality. And that, developments were made in Valencia by the government to tap her hydro and geothermal resources. As such, people of Valencia enjoy royalties from these, like the Php 800.00 rebate in electricity and an abundant supply of freshwater. Perhaps, these things contributed to the better quality of living in this municipality.

           But what attracted me most to the place is the presence of grove after grove of LANZONES and RAMBUTAN TREES in almost all of the houses. I can say that the people here has this penchant for planting these two everywhere.







It is haven for me who loves to eat Rambutan. I've searched the net for the English name of Rambutan, but found nothing. Rambutan is Indonesian for hairy... (I tried prickly pear, but it's a kind of cactus.) 


Just across the New Valencia Cockpit, this woman displayed Rambutan Fruits in her makeshift store. She sells this at Php 50.00 per kilo because she said the trees did not bear fruit abundantly this year. I agree with her. She is the only one selling along the way. Also, I bought a kilo last week in my hometown in Cebu for Php 160.00 a kilo, so her price is really "not bad." She even added, to my nostalgia, that there was a time they sell Rambutan at Php 15.00 a kilo... WOW!!! I just hope I'll happen to be around when that time comes again...


          The night before in Buglasan, we sampled Valencia Rambutan, but we judged it inferior in variety. It was yellow and good looking outside, but the meat is a bit sour and is partly damaged by parasitic growth inside. In contrast to that, the fruits sold to us by this woman looked rather "ugly and dirty" with plenty of black ants on the exterior, but the meat is sweet and gummy. We bought six kilograms... Yippee!



We passed by this place which has twin pools of flowing freshwater coming from the river. The place is not yet filled with people. It's Sunday. At Php 10.00 entrance fee, the place looks tempting. (When we came down that afternoon, the place was full.)



Roadside apple-mango stand... The apple-mango's soury-sweet taste is best when dipped in salty-weird "rotten-smelling-odd-looking" pink shrimp paste...



Wanna have some??? :)))


         Another thing I've noticed is that all stones and rocks here are rounded and dark in color. The roads are covered with them. Being a newbie, I found it rather difficult to drive in this terrain. Which is why, after some time travelling, we decided to stop and leave our vehicle and walk for the remainder of the journey to where we are going... But where are we going???


We stopped here in this farm, bought some flowering plants and left them to be picked up on our way back...



We walked... the lady who runs the farm (I think the farm is a cooperative venture) said that our destination is near...



 So... Mt. Talinis??? No! 


It's CASARORO FALLS!!!



We saw old man who said (as a matter-of-factly) that Casaroro Falls is 30 meters ahead and that we have to descend 350 stairs... Yep! Haha! He did say "stairs." My wicked smile... I just hope he's just kidding...



And we're here... :))



The old man was partly right...



This is getting exciting... Look at my face.. Hahahahaha!!!


"The Stairs" :DDD


The Hanging Bridge...



The view along the way...



I really wanna jump near the falls... But honestly, my wounded knees and elbows throbbed lightly and gave me a reminder that last week, I cut them in another falls in Cebu... (Besides, the water here is EXTRAordinarily cold...)



This is perhaps the highest drop of falls  I've seen... next is Mantayupan Falls in Barili, Cebu...



Since I cannot bathe, I'll just have a picture of myself taken with the falls... I guess we're early, only a Foreign National and his Tagalog associate were there when we came...







A bamboo thicket along the river... (Bamboos are common in riverbanks...)



After climbing a considerable number of steps, one can drink(?) from this faucet with a raised relief image of me... LOL


        We took the road back, but one of my cousins wanted to revisit "Forest Camp..." So we decided to come there... At Php 80.00 entrance fee, one can enjoy the pristine ambiance of Forest Camp with its pools coming from the river fed by Casaroro Falls and the watersheds in the uplands.



Another Hanging Bridge...



Same bridge as above...



Yeah, you're eyes are still good... The color of the water in the pools here is brownish... It's coming from the river... They cannot treat it with chlorine and stuff because its free flowing towards the river... 



 If you don't want the pools, then you can swim in the river...



The place is clean and filled with old trees and native cottages... The place is so big... Some cottages are located on the other side of the river... You can only go there through the hanging bridge... They also have a camping area... A function hall... Picnic grooves... At least three pools... A restaurant... a coconut tree-house... and a pond... ALCOHOLIC DRINKS ARE NOT ALLOWED...



This is the beautiful pond stocked with Tilapia... 


While waiting for our ordered lunch, we ate the Rambutan... People are slowly filling the place... 







Our lunch consists of Bihon Guisado, Native Chicken Adobo, Chopsuey and Seafood Special... I have a high regard for the food here... First, the presentation is good... The look is appetizing... Second, the combination of the ingredients made the food creative... And lastly, the aroma and taste of the food were as expected... delicious... No surprises and no pretenses...