HAPPY “Baptism” CARA

Something I always look forward to is meeting up with my best friends. It’s funny how the plans transpire. Not to mention the car ride bickering (Margie & Monica). It’s just so fun. It takes you back to high school!! It’s like being with kids. Haha. I’m known as just going with the flow when it comes to my friends. Just state the place and time and “bahala na si Batman”. We even carpool when needed. This weekend, I was lucky enough to have my driver, Danny, available. Thanks Danny.

Brassiere CiÇiou was Cara’s choice as recommended by Ianne ya? You know me, I hardly go out the comforts of my vicinity. But I will make the effort to be there to celebrate anything with these girls. Initially, call time was breakfast (8:00a.m.) but I doubt anyone wanted to be up that early on Saturday morn. Those who hitched with me arrived at 11a.m. It was brunch but actually became lunch. It has come to a point where being “late” is forgiven. Haha. But we don’t wait. We order and we eat. Teehee.


I was in the mood for eggs. Then again when am I not? Hahaha. Breakfast Bettina! Breakfast (as my angels are shouting in my ear)! I ordered the Eggs Benedict with Salmon & Mix Greens and of course my cup of joe. Too bad they didn’t have Barako. Yes, I actually asked. I settled for the Lavazza brewed coffee instead.

Beef Carpaccio

Fresh Oysters, Les Escargots a la Francaise and Beef Carpaccio to share. I skipped the oysters as I forgot to take my antihistamine meds. Got a taste of Monica’s Braised Lamb Shank, Tajine-style, with Potatoes, Carrots, Chickpeas, Mint and Coriander Salad, Lemon Confit. Yum yum. I think the rest all got eggs as well. Either Eggs Benedict or Eggs Cocotte.

Kouing Aman

And the winner dessert was the Kouing Aman which is caramelized laminated sweet dough and salted caramel ice cream. Could have eaten one by myself but I was stuffed already.


As always, a great day with the girls. Thank you. Happy happy my dearest Choochoo.
(P.S. That same evening, the word was SMASHED! Haha. Yup yup. They attended a wine crawl event. I asked them to drink for me. I guess they did. Hahaha. Love you girls!)


Let’s get KRACKEN! (The Eggs Are Out)

These days the symbol of an egg means so many things. First thing that comes to mind are the nameless and faceless people on Twitter that start of this way until they find the appropriate avatar or profile pic. Then they become the trolls or the annoying people who just like to bash other eggs. I know not to meddle with them. No face, no real name, you’re a are not a REAL person. You have no balls (then again, balls are weak and sensitive, according to Betty White) and stand up for what you believe in as many of the twitter advocates would cry out.

Then the health side of eggs and how they are good for you. They are. I like mine . . . Check this out from @echostore.

All the things you can do with eggs. Teehee. Don’t forget to visit @mymomfriday’s post about the infamous Before Ever After – Baked Eggs based on the novel of @samanthasotto. The recipe is there. It’s a recipe I must try soon!

Then came Easter Sunday. The Lord has risen! Alleluia. Mass at the club nd Easter lunch was with the del Rosarios at People’s Palace in Greenbelt. Don’t ask me which Greenbelt and how to get there. I just follow the crowd. Thai food baby. Hmm… my mom’s Pomelo Salad is better. I’ll post the recipe on Tales from the TUMmy site soon.

As if that was not enough, we had an impromptu potluck dinner in Alabang and had another feast. This time, those who couldn’t make it to lunch, made it to dinner. We had leftovers from lunch, bagnet, Chic-Boy, tokwa’t baboy, empanadas, ukoy, pinangat, and yummy desserts like banana bread and mango cheesecake of Chi. Stuffed til the next  century. Hahaha. It was nice to see the family even through FaceTime. Happy Easter everyone.