It was Danz who got me into Shawarma. One time after work, we drove to Timog and had late dinner at a popular Shawarma place. I can't remember the name of the place, though. What I remember is that their chicken shawarma was da bomb!
When I had lunch at Maroush in Megamall, that experience suddenly came back. Their chicken shawarma was da bomb!
The chicken was both tender and crisp, the onions and cucumber were crispy, and they were very generous with lettuce and sauce. Plus, they toasted it to crispy perfection, and each bite was divine.
It looks like I'll be eating shawarma more often again.
We're all used to Jennifer Aniston as the bubbly and effervescent Rachel. In films, she's usually cast as a rom-com leading lady. So it's very refreshing to see her in a role that's offbeat and quite depressing.
Just like in this upcoming film entitled "Cake."
I'm not sure if they'll show this in Manila. But if they do, I think I'll watch it.
Recently, I stumbled upon Rachel Zoe's website and found myself browsing it for more than an hour. It definitely lives up to her reputation as a style maven because each and every button of this website is chicness personified.
When I was still in HKG, I'd often watch "The Rachel Zoe Project" and found the show to be very entertaining. Now, I can get that same feeling on a website.
It's been a while since I last checked out The Ramp at Crossings Department Store in Shangrila, so I decided to drop by today.
This is what greeted me:
Two things immediately came to mind:
1. This is a huge area they're leaving behind, so I'm intrigued to know who's taking their place here. H&M or Uniqlo perhaps?
2. I still remember when they opened 20 years ago. They were positioning themselves as a contender to SM, and Crossings was one of the anchor stores of Shangrila Plaza back then. They had 2 huge floors, and carried pretty classy stuff. Too bad they couldn't sustain it.
Now, I'll have to go all the way to Makati or Trinoma for my The Ramp fix.
Yes, I attended and finished the mass. Despite the jostling crowds, the occasional unruly folk, and standing under the rain for more than 8 hours, I did what I set out to do. As the song goes: "No wind, no rain, no winters cold can stop me baby." (cue Whoopi)
And I emerged from the experience a new man. Literally.
I had to buy an entire new outfit because I was soaked from head to foot.
It was the year 1995. Pope John Paul II was in the Philippines to celebrate World Youth Day, and I was a delegate.
Throughout the 5 days of the event, I religiously (no pun intended) attended all the events. The last one - the Papal mass - was scheduled January 15, 1995. Since we were delegates, we were there the night before, camped near the Grandstand where the altar was located.
On the evening of the 14th, I fell asleep along with tens of thousands of delegates. When I woke up, there were millions of people around me. They were all standing up and anticipating the arrival of Pope John Paul II.
Suddenly, after seeing the millions of people around me, I had a moment of claustrophobia. The thought of being in the middle of millions overwhelmed me, and I decided to leave the event. Slowly, I inched my way out of the multitude, until I found myself along Taft Avenue.
Needless to say, I wasn't able to attend the Papal Mass. I just watched in inside a restaurant along U.N. Avenue.
Today, Pope Francis I will say mass in Quirino Grandstand. The exact place where the World Youth Day was held 20 years ago.
They're expecting an attendance of 6 million faithful, 1 million more than in 1995. And this year, I'm going to do what I wasn't able to do 20 years ago, hear and finish mass along with millions of Catholics.
Now that Pope Francis has arrived, people can't help but reminisce about the last time a Pope was in the Philippines. It was way back in 1995, and Pope John Paul II was in Manila for the World Youth Day.
The official song that year was "Tell the World of His Love," and I remember how we had to memorize the song and the actions to the song. (I was a World Youth Day delegate back then.)
I listened to the song again, and it feels just like yesterday when we sang this.
Beautiful things - just like this song - never grows old.
I'm usually late when it comes to this generation's pop songs. More often than not, I only get the hang of it a few months after it started playing.
Case in point, my current LSS is "Bang Bang" by Jessie J., Nicki Minaj and Ariana Grande. It's a song that's more than 4 months old, and I'm sure the kids have outgrown this song already. But I'm just getting the hang of it right now.
A lot of people ask me whether I'm on viber. From family to friends to colleagues, they all ask whether they can reach me on this platform. And my answer would always be: "Nope, I'm not on viber."
Until today, that is.
Weeks after Mark gave me his old iPhone, I've been trying to figure out the different apps and features that were at my disposal. Tonight, as I had dinner with Fiesta and the Melrose folks, she oriented me on viber, taught me how to use it, and showed me how to activate it.
Then, she showed me that Melrose has its own viber group. I also remember Maricar saying that the CAO gang has a viber group of its own. After Fiesta added me on the Melrose group, a deluge of messages and stickers came in.
Also, I sent Mark my first message through viber tonight. "New platform," was his reply. Now, we can communicate through email, iMessage, facebook, and viber.
There are some songs that are "dance floor magnets." Whenever it's played, some strange force draws people to the dance floor and just let loose. That's when the head throws, fist pumps and jumpin' arounds happen.
Back in the 90s, one of these magnets came in the form of M People's "Movin' on up."
It's no surprise, really. This song has all the elements of a dance ditty. From the beat to the bass, it's guaranteed to get anyone on the move.
Yesterday, Wowie and I decided to have a last-hurrah merienda cena before all the work craziness starts again. We ended up at TGI Friday's, which is an all-time and international favorite of ours.
One of the classic dishes at TGI Friday's is the Chicken Fingers. I remember how this was what everyone ordered back then, primarily because it's one of the more affordable items on the menu. I haven't had this dish in a while, so I decided to order the Cajun Chicken fingers - just for kicks.
Surprisingly, it's still as good as I remember it. The chicken breast was substantial, the breading was crunchy and spicy, and the fries were still as fat and crispy as I remembered it. The dish felt like a throwback, and it brought me back to the old TGI Friday's in El Pueblo where D' Frendz would usually converge.
It's a good thing that some classics never change.
Last year, we were able to avoid the MMFF by watching "The Hobbit" on IMAX. This year, we watched the last installment of "The Hobbit" a few days after it was shown, so there was no excuse.
After looking at our options, we chose the film "English only, please." It had good reviews and a slew of awards, so it was worth a look-see.
The reviews and awards turned out to be well-deserved. "English only, please" is a well-acted, nicely written, and wittily humorous film. The dialogues were sharp, the pop culture references were well placed, and the flow was paced just right.