Filipino food

Whenever people I know return from a trip, one of the first things they always talk about is the food.  Famous restaurants, quality of the hotel breakfast, unique street vendors, and local specialties all contribute to the memories of time spent in a new place.  

People around the world also get excited about sharing their regional specialties when they have guests visiting from out of town.  As a globe trotter who always interacts with locals, I have had countless experiences where I have been forced to try new foods.  

This can be awkward in some places since I am such a picky eater and I hate to offend anyone.  In the Philippines, however, it is an amazing adventure. 

The team really tested my comfort zone from the beginning, when they introduced me to balut.  This local delicacy is so (in)famous that even CNN did an article about it.  Balut is a fertilized duck egg that is hard-boiled and served in the evening.  I was told that it is also an aphrodisiac, although that fact does nothing to help me since I am always alone at night!

I requested that someone else join me in this culinary pursuit and I ended up with a small audience to enjoy my reaction!  Here's what happened...

Step #1: Crack the shell and suck out some of the embryonic fluid. (I'm already regretting this).  

Step #2: Remove more of the shell and add some salt.  

Afraid of what is under this shell!

Step #3: Close your eyes and take a bite. Wait, close my eyes?  I couldn't help but dissect the egg. Big mistake! 

This is frightening! 

The Director of Finance saw the fear on my face, so she said: "Just close your eyes and don't think about it."  ...and that's exactly what I did.  What did it taste like?  Hard boiled egg yolk.  

The next day at lunch, the waiter suggested I try "halo-halo" as a local dessert.  I thought to myself: "Hey, it's dessert...how bad can it be?"  Two minutes later, he arrived with the most colorful cup of stuff I have ever seen.  I didn't take a picture, but I found one on the Internet:

The rainbow of all desserts is right here in the Philippines...

The best way to eat this hodge-podge of a dessert is to stir everything together.  What's in it?  Crushed ice, different colored jellies, evaporated milk, purple Ube (yam flavored) ice-cream, dried fruits, a variety of beans, and other things I couldn't even recognize.  The occasional bite of chickpea was a bit strange but the overall mix of flavors and textures was really enjoyable. 

That night, I went to dinner at a restaurant called Mesa in the Makati area of the city.  Mesa serves lots of local fare, so I left the decisions up to the locals (they even ordered in tagalog so I had no clue what was about to come out).  Before I knew it, the table was filled with enough food to feed a family of six.  

The fusion of foods was quite impressive.  Glutinous rice with coconut milk wrapped in a banana leaf, giant squid stuffed with beef and deep-fried, tofu topped with century egg and baby prawns, and chicken adobo were just some of the items on the table.  My personal favorite, however, was called "pritchon".  It is a roasted pig that is sliced table-side and wrapped in crepes.  It reminded me very much of peking duck but with pork instead.  Of course I had to be a tourist and take a picture of the pre-sliced pig.

Here's a picture of the poor little piggy. 

Here's what the table looked like (the pritchon was in the center)

The final local dish that's worthy of mentioning in this blog post is a breakfast item called "taho", which my office-mate shared with me one morning.  As per usual, the initial sight was a little off-putting because it is basically just a cup of dark brown liquid with floating tapioca balls and another unidentified white substance. 

here's what taho looks like

She described it as a "soy-based drink", which made me expect something really salty (thinking the dark liquid was soy sauce).  Instead, it's actually quite sweet because the liquid is a brown sugar syrup and the white stuff is actually the soy she mentioned (silken tofu).  I'm sure there are lots of calories hidden in this mysterious drink but I bet it is also a really good source of protein to start the day.  

Overall, I think the food here is really exciting and it reflects the dynamic history of the country.  Throughout my stay, I have experienced a nice fusion of food, from Chinese to Spanish.  I may not always be the most eager person to try unusual foods when I travel but I am glad that I stretched outside my comfort zone and experienced so many interesting things.  Now, just like so many of my "foodie" friends, I will always associate my trip to Manila with amazing culinary delights. 

First impressions of Manila

After my first day in Philippines, I am completely fascinated by the culture here.  The environment reflects a unique mix of American, Asian, and Spanish influences. 

Even as I arrived in Manila, I had a feeling it would be a fun trip.  I don't usually take pictures from the plane window, but the views were too impressive to ignore. 

Scenic arrival into Manila

Passport control was a breeze and the agent didn't even ask me a single question about my visit.  Perhaps I can thank the strong bi-lateral relationship between the Philippines and the United States for my efficient arrival?  Regardless of the reason, I love a country that will let me in without asking any questions. 

My driver conversed with me throughout the entire trip to the hotel, which was a welcome change after the formal nature of my airport transfers in India.  It's always nice to hear the "real deal" about a city from a local who is unafraid to share both good and bad aspects of a city. 

Looking out the window of the car, I noticed a fleet of overly-decorated Jeepneys filling the streets.  I learned that the vehicles originated from left-over US jeeps during World War II and now serve as public transportation throughout the city.  Passengers sit facing each other in the back and bang on the ceiling whenever they want the vehicle to stop. 

Jeepneys filling the streets of Manila

I was immediately reminded of my trip to Thailand in 2010, where they have a similar shared ride system on the back of pick-up trucks: 

Testing the public transportation in Thailand (2010)

Arrival at the hotel was seamless, as the club manager met me at the front door and ushered me right up to my room.  The views from my room on the 33rd floor were impressive and I was amazed by the vast city that surrounded me.  Before arriving, I read that Manila is one of the most densely-populated city in the world but I have not gotten that impression at all in the areas around my hotel and the waterfront.  (Maybe I have spent too much time in India, but Manila just feels like any other city to me).  

City view from my hotel window

I went for a run along the waterfront, which was nice for fresh air but also not so nice for fresh air (aka: it smelled like a sewage).  On the bright side, I saw lots of people offering massages, which reminded me of all the inexpensive day spas in this part of the world.  Of course I got a massage immediately after my shower (but not on the boardwalk...I do have some standards).  I literally have zero excuses for feeling stressed during the next two weeks with so many cheap massages at my fingertips.  

Listening to the locals speak to each other makes me feel like a beginner Spanish student here because Tagalog has borrowed so many words from Spanish.  Words like 'stop', 'closed', 'but', 'meat', 'window', 'table', 'seat' and countless others others sound exactly the same between the two languages.  Would it be an exaggeration to say that I have beginner proficiency in Tagalog?

It is almost impossible to compare Manila with any city I have visited before.  Walking in the area near my hotel feels like Thailand (complete with Ladyboys and 7-11's on every corner).  Talking to the locals in English makes me feel like I'm in the United States because everyone speaks with an American accent.  The TV shows and even the wall sockets make me feel like I am back at home.  There is also a strong Spanish influence - from the surnames to the family values and the local foods.

Is it even possible to imagine a better fusion of cultures?  I didn't think so...