I know my posting schedule has fallen off over the past month or...more. And I can't even blame it on Lost anymore since I now only watch one episode a week instead of my previous four-episodes-a-night marathons when I was catching up on the first five seasons. (By the way [spoiler alert if you haven't watched the latest episode], I love this image from Videogum's episode recap.) My explanation: my brain has deteriorated about 50 years in the last month and my brain just ain't working to the point that I now go to bed at 3 a.m. in order to fit in all the stuff I want (mostly in the category of "watching videos of cute animals doing funny things") and need (work) to do.
Which is why it's no surprise that I'm staying in on this sunny (and chilly) Saturday afternoon with some sort of illness that is making my throat itchy and my coughs hacky and phlegmy. As my mom and just about everyone else in the world has reminded me, five to six hours of sleep a night isn't conducive to good health (which could explain why my brain isn't working so well—and thus I'm caught in a cycle of failure). And that's on top of my normally unhealthy habits of eating tons.
But before I retire to my cold, lumpy bed for a late nap, I'll give you a preview of my next post that hasn't been written yet, except in lil' bits and bobs in my head. Although it's rare that I ever want to pull something out of my stupidly long posts in fear of something good getting buried, this won my attention:
Last Sunday while I was in Queens for an afternoon of Filipino face stuffing with Veronica, Kelly, and Francine, we stopped into Red Ribbon for my first Filipino bakery experience. And that's where I discovered one of the best combo meals ever: the kind that comes with cake (and soda).
Check out dem cakes.
I didn't try any of the non-baked goods—palabok, arroz caldo, and baked macaroni—as I got the impression they're just supplementary to the cakes. And I was already full from lunch, but I'll talk about that more in my next post.
The mango cake consisted of three moist, spongy layers spread with light mango bits-speckled frosting. Nothing life-changing, but it was a satisfying, not too sweet cake treat. I would've tried the ube cake if they had been selling slices of it that day.
The cake combo meal may not seem noteworthy to Filipinos, but it was a first for me. Even though I could order a slice of cake, a soda (well, I can do without the soda), and a savory dish separately at a bakery that has all of the above, I like knowing that this chain bakery puts them all together for a most nutritionally unbalanced, but potentially happiness-inducing combo meal. And I feel like the term "combo meal" is important; if they presented a deal like, "Add on a slice of cake and a Pepsi for only $X," it wouldn't feel the same. They granted you one less decision to make: "Yes, you want these three things. Everyone wants these three things. Do not stray from the formula; we have perfected it." Is my affinity for the concept weird? Probably. I DON'T CARE.
My stomach + Filipino food = YAY; I obviously need to get my bum to the Philippines. Some of you have been telling me that for years. While I don't know when I'll be able to make the trip, Manila is first on my list of "non-U.S. vacation spots." So a warning to you Manila-ites: I want to meet all you guys/gals, and I want to stuff my face with fried pork and cake. SIMULTANEOUSLY. (I mean, I want the "meeting you" and "eating" parts to be simultaneous, not a meal where there's fried pork and cake in every bite.)
But first, nap time.
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