Everything about me screams Americanized Filipina. Although I crave Filipino food once in a while, I don't own a rice cooker. I'm married to a Caucasian husband who wore a barong to our wedding, the only Filipino thing about the event. Sure, there are the fish sandwich reviews around Lent, but we don't celebrate the... Continue Reading →

Weeknight meals are hectic. Between coming home from work, unwinding and trying to figure out what's for dinner, I'm almost always famished. I've been known to munch on things that almost destroy my appetite for a full-fledged meal but if I know it's going to be noodles or rice-related, I can hold off with eager... Continue Reading →

There are a lot of things coming up over the horizon that have left me haggard, beleaguered and running around. There's a quick trip to Austin for Staple! The usual work stuff and a super top-secret project. With all that's going on, resorting to eating out all the time is bad for my wallet and... Continue Reading →