This is what a restaurant table looks like when you're dining out with a 9-month old -
We've been taking Malik with us to eat at restaurants since some weeks back. His first high-chair experience was at Pho Hoa, where he ate rice cereal plus mashed beef from the beef noodle soup. Needless to say, pogiboy loved it. I guess this is what happens when you feed your baby just boiled vegetables/fruit. He gets excited when his food starts to taste like something...anything. Teehee
At C2 last week, we ordered these -
Clockwise from top left: binaggoongang lechong kawali (PhP295), aligue rice (PhP125), almondigas (PhP195), and sizzling dinuguan (PhP250)
Malik had rice cereal plus the almondigas, which is basically just miswa soup with pork meatballs. We loved the staff at C2 Megamall by the way. They were the first servers we encountered who offered to run hot water over Malik's bowl without us asking. They also knew where to put the food, i.e. away from Malik's reach, and helped Pao with the high-chair without hesitation. Good job, you guys.
In slightly-related news, I cooked chicken carbonara again for Malik's 9th month birthday last week. The little boy loved it (or he had no choice)! Haha
Mommy will cook some more for you, Malik. You like crispy pata?
Proud Parent Update - After dinner last weekend, Pao and I took Malik to Toy Kingdom so we can take a look at some toys. By 'we' I mean Pao and myself, because at 9 months, Malik really isn't very interested. Heehee
We saw this lifesized replica of the Hulk at the toy hobbyist's section (Is the Hulk just this tall? Hmmm.) I remember at 12 months, my niece Jowie was dead-scared of Jollibee. Same goes for their bunso Gabby. But Malik turned out different. He liked the Hulk. He looked amused, in fact.
Malik: "Sup, tiyong?!"
I hope this doesn't change at least until Malik celebrates his birthday in three months. It would be more fun to have pictures taken with a mascot when the celebrant is not crying his lungs out.
When I blogged about Heima, I hoped I'd come across a store that sells equally quirky furniture at prices that were not as uncool. I was doing my usual browsing through ebay this week, when I chanced upon retimesthree (RE3). RE3 stands for "reclaim, redesign, and repurpose" and what they do is retore vintage furniture such as these -
2-seater love seat - PhP8,000
Reupholstered armchair from a hotel in Korea - PhP4,000
Display cabinet - PhP9,800
Ottoman in damask denim - PhP2,700 each
Country-style chairs - PhP4,500 each
Hmm. I don't know. These are okay but, except for that apple green display cabinet, the pieces don't exactly hit the mark as far as the feel that I'd like our home to project. Plus, I still think the prices could be more reasonable. These, are after all, just refurbished furniture. What do you think?
I love the intro song to the now defunct sitcom King of Queens. It was written exclusively for the show and is titled "Baby All My Life I Will Be Driving Home To You." I imagine Pao singing this while driving to pick me up from work, except let's replace "Queensborough Bridge" with "Epifanio De Los Santos Avenue." Harhar
My eyes are getting weary.
My back is getting tight.
Im sitting here in traffic
on the Queensborough Bridge tonight.
But I dont care 'cause all I want to do
Is cash my check and drive right home to you.
Cause Baby, all my life, I will be driving home to you.
I'm excited for the weekend because we're taking Malik swimming for the first time. We bought trunks and lots of inflatable swimming toys...the works! I hope to post pictures of that next week.
Since we got Steve, our trusty pick-up Bertha has been relegated to "alternate car." We may have neglected her more than we knew because yesterday, she was sprouting vegetation from near her mud guards!
Oh no! So sorry, Bertha. Will take you to the car spa now... :p
This is a Melissa Vivienne Westwood Anglomania + Ultragirl V, which is one of the results of the 2-year (and going) collaboration between the shoe brand Melissa and British designer Vivienne Westwood -
Retails for USD120 or around PhP5,400
If the Numa and the VW Anglomania had a love child, the creature would look like this -
Seen at the Robinson's Department Store, selling for PhP549.75
This is probably a day too late, but I'd still like to give my major, major congratulations to Bb. Pilipinas-Universe Ma. Venus Raj for placing 5th (4th runner up) in the Ms. Universe Pageant. Say what you will, Philippines, but Venus did a great job taking our mind off Monday's tragic events. Plus, I must admit, Ms. Raj photographs well -
Ooops. After Photoshop, I mean -
If you still haven't seen/read about it, here's a clip of Venus' Q&A. I'm sure you and I would have answered differently, but we should give her a major, major break. She was under major, major pressure!
Q: "What is one big mistake that you made in your life and what did you do to make it right?" A: "You know what, Sir, in my 22 years of existence, I can say that there's nothing major major problem that I've done in my life because I'm very confident with my family, with the love that they are giving to me. So thank you so much that I'm here. Thank you, thank you so much!"
In other news, it's always good to meet up with friends from law school. I've been so holed up in my cubicle that I've unfortunately been missing out on groundbreaking news from the mainstream legal circle. Naks. Apparently, our Negotiable Instruments professor, Lourdes Sereno was appointed Associate Justice of the Supreme Court last week. Read more about this here.
Of course, this news led to a discussion of how and why I missed our Nego finals back in the day, as a result of which I had to take the subject all over again. Ugh. I will not write about that here, but you should ask my classmates. That incident was really one for the books. Haha
He loves these. They make fun sounds when you shake them.
By the way, Malik has eight teeth now. You can see six of them here, and then just add the two that have been on his lower gums since about two months ago.
Because our pediatrician practically begged us to feed Malik decent-tasting food already, we've begun feeding him actual rice (not rice cereal). You will see this here. Don't worry. We'll teach Malik not to talk when his mouth is full when he's able to talk already. Heehee
Hmmm. What else is new? Well Malik's been eating out with us in restaurants. He's had his first high chair experience and it was a success. We've given him spaghetti from Avenetto, almondigas from C2, and beef noodle soup from Pho Hoa, but I think the matter of eating out is best discussed in a separate post. :) These would be all for now.
We've been saving up for a house. Or at least we've been trying to. Heehee Anyway, when we've saved enough, I'm hoping our home will look more or less like this.
Love the desk, the stool, and the vintage water pails.
Pao will not sleep in a bedroom that looks like this.
But a similar palette will look great for my study. Naks.
Even the trash can is vintage. Did you notice?
Cookies are begging to be baked in this kitchen.
Malik and I will watch Aladdin here.
I will tell Malik how cartoons used to be just 2D in the old days.
I'd like our home to feel really comfortable and welcoming. Nevermind that I will be living there with two rowdy boys. When Malik gets older, I'd like for his classmates to treat our home like a clubhouse. They'd want to spend time in our house because I will serve the best hot chocolate on rainy days and the best hero sandwiches on summer weekends. They will eat these things on our sun porch, that will look more or less like this -
Pao will object a little to this idea. My dream home does look a little flowery than is comfortable for an adult male. But as in most things, I'm sure we can work out a compromise, namely, I'll probably get my way. Wahaha
(Believe it or not, the photos above are of an actual house where real people, who are not celebrities, live. The couple who owns the place even has a collection of vintage tin cans to organize the man of the house's collection of rocks!
All photos from Country Living Magazine. Click here.)
Feeling downtrodden today because of last night's events. It's just sad. Lives were unnecessarily lost. The hostage-taker did not get out of the situation alive. I cannot say his death was not forthcoming. What was he thinking? News say he was a decorated police officer. What drives a decent human being to do such a thoughtless thing?
I feel for our policemen. What they called an "assault" looked like a scene from a 1980s slapstick movie. They were throwing tear gas without gas masks. They used machetes to break down windows and ropes to pull out the bus' door, to no avail. They were manifestly ill-equipped. What was supposed to be a quick assault turned into an hour of moving alongside the bus, back and forth, back and forth. The frontliners deserve our thanks for putting their lives on the line. Their commanders deserve to be chucked for thinking up and carrying out such imprudent operations. Again, lives were unnecessarily lost.
I fear our country's reputation has turned from bad to worse. China/Hong Kong has already issued an advisory against travelling to the Philippines. This story, written by a Filipino journalist, highlights how unsafe our country is for foreign nationals. So much for tourism, at least for the next year and a half.
But the persons most affected by this tragedy are the families that are left behind. Even the hostage taker was a family man, with a wife and kids and parents who took care of him and watched him grow up. The foreign nationals were not just Hong Kong residents to me and you, they were people with sons and daughters, and colleagues at work. They had neighbors who expected to see them pick up the morning paper next door today. Thank you Lord for helping them cope with the loss.
Mommy's lying around the house today. I can't blame her. It's a Sunday. And on Sundays all she wants to do is play with me, watch T.V., and do other things that she enjoys doing that basically do not involve thinking, like looking at vintage pictures and vintage clothes online. Anyway, I'm writing this post while she's taking a shower. I just want everyone to know that I'm very happy daddy's home. He got back yesterday. Yehey!
Mommy and I missed daddy. He had to leave for Tie One for work this week. I don't know where Tie One is. Maybe they give away ties there. One for each visitor. Hmmmm.
Honestly, I was getting bored of being with mom all the time. All she does is read me books and teach me colors. I like Dr. Seuss, especially that fellow Ichabod, but common' mom, the act is getting old.
It's really daddy who does fun things with me, like smell my armpits to make me laugh silly.