I was born in 1972, when Philippine President, Ferdinand Marcos declared martial law. But no, I am not going back that far. That is too many moons ago. However, one should know that all those years translate to numerous places visited and a bounty of scrumptious food devoured. Kidding! Who remembers that far back and has photographic documentation of the same! I can only, and shall, do my utmost to display what I hope will tantalize your senses.
Let me start at the beginning, where I came from – the Philippines.
This is Alabat Island, in the province of Quezon, south of the capital city, Manila. This small town, where everyone knows all residents, is where I was born and raised. I lived here for the first 12 years of my life.
As an island girl, I had often wished I was a city girl who lived a stone-throw away from the country’s commercial capital, Makati. I love its high-rise buildings and huge shopping malls although the city would not be the interest of the tourists.
Rarely is there a time when I talk about me and being Filipino that I do not mention my favorite refreshment, halo-halo. Have you tried it?