We have vowed not to eat out as much as we did before we got married. And if we do eat out, we would eat out “responsibly.” This subconsciously meant that we would eat out at local eateries/restaurants. Continue reading “Backstory Kitchen”
There is always a first time. And indeed there is, or was. In our case, it was our first time to visit the Fo Guang Shan Chu Un Temple in V. Rama, which is actually only a 5-minute ride from where we live. This was a our first time here and we didn’t know what to expect. Continue reading “Fo Guang Shan Chu Un Temple”
Our first stop during the Gabii sa Kabilin 2016 was the San Nicolas Parish Church in Brgy. Sawang Calero. We live in the vicinity and we think our barangay is very rich in history and heritage, but super underrated.
Continue reading “San Nicolas de Tolentino Parish”
Can you believe that in my 31 years of existence, I have only been to Capilay Spring Park in San Juan, Siquijor, thrice and in all occasions never did once jumped into the inviting green waters? I couldn’t believe either. The truth is, the waters of the Capilay Spring, which emanates from a mysterious source, scare me.
Small and isolated it may be, I was surprised to learn that you have several options on where to stay in Talingting (now known as Enrique Villanueva). In our previous post, we enumerated the several things you can do and see in town. I thought the places to stay warrant its own blog post so as not to get buried under by the places to visit. There are a few home stays and a resort. Continue reading “Talingting: Where to Stay”
Legend has it that the islet of Capitancillo was the cursed captain of a Spanish galleon. The captain, named Capitan Basilio, gained the ire of a Mactan chieftain, prompting the local chieftain to curse the captain. After some serious thunder, lightning and waves, the remains of Capitan Basilio was never found, but the coralline islet rose from the waters between Cebu and Leyte.
The Cebu Chinese cemetery interests me for two reasons: (1) I have a grand-aunt who married a Chinese (not significant, but still the grand-aunt intrigues me because I never met her), and (2) my grandmother always tells us that come All Soul’s Day, she and her friends would walk to the cemetery because the Chinese families would be giving out hopis (or mooncake) to anyone who visits. Continue reading “Cebu Chinese Cemetery”