Friday, September 24, 2010

Totally tofu

By Vangie Baga Reyes
Philippine Daily Inquirer
PHOTO: Photos by August dela Cruz


Luscious Tofu combines the unique taste of mayonnaise and soy sauce, flavored with calamansi juice and made spicy with green finger pepper.


“The finger pepper here is very pronounced,” says Jackie Maniquis, who runs a catering business called Granma Nita’s Lutong Bahay (tels. 3820766, 3942804 or 0918-4307764). “Simply adjust the portion if you prefer a milder version.”


Tofu can be purchased in most supermarkets either packed with water in sealed plastic containers, or vacuum-packed in plastic without water. Both will do for this recipe.

Ingredients

2 blocks of tofu

5 onions (chopped)

6 pcs green finger pepper (finger chili), sliced

1 pouch mayonnaise

½ c soy sauce

3 tbsp cooking oil

3 tbsp calamansi juice

1. CHOP tofu into small squares.

2. HEAT water and blanch tofu for three minutes. Drain well.

3. HEAT oil then gently put tofu.

4. ADD finger chili, onions, calamansi juice and mayonnaise.

5. ADD soy sauce and mix well. Serve warm.

6. LUSCIOUS Tofu

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Bigger than Hope Centeno's Big Bird?

photo from UAAP Cheerdance Facebook Page

Ateneo Blue Eagles against Adamson Falcon for the right to meet the FEU Tams in the UAAP Men's Championship (73rd Season)

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Brave run at Open redefines Djokovic’s career

By Bryan Armen Graham

It was gut-check time for Novak Djokovic.
Already down two sets to one, the 23-year-old Serb found himself behind an early break in the fourth, staring down elimination against a dogged opponent in Arthur Ashe Stadium.

That was 14 days ago.

Of course, he’d escape with a 6-3, 3-6, 2-6, 7-5, 6-3 victory over Viktor Troicki, a first-round scare that nearly aborted Djokovic’s career-defining tournament before it could really begin. More important, he was able to defeat the elements: defying the triple-digit temperatures widely thought to be his Kryptonite long enough for a blanket of late-afternoon shade to arrive over Ashe. “It was like a sleeping-with-my-girlfriend kind of feeling,” Djokovic quipped afterward during the on-court interview, an impromptu remark that became the tournament’s most-replayed sound bite.
Djokovic entered this year’s U.S. Open a somewhat forgotten presence, termed as “under the radar” by pundits and fans as late as the quarterfinals. He crept quietly through the draw after surviving Troicki — clinically dispensing of Philipp Petzschner, James Blake, Mardy Fish and Gael Monfils (the latter three crowd favorites) in straight sets — and turned in the match of his life Saturday with a cathartic five-set triumph over Roger Federer. “It turned everything in my favor,” said Djokovic of the Troicki win. “[After the first round] I was playing great tennis all the way, even in tonight’s match.”

Two weeks later, he leaves this year’s U.S. Open a permanently changed player. The book on Djokovic had always been indisputable talent with glaring questions about stamina and guts, particularly in extreme weather conditions. (The 2008 Australian Open champion, he famously quit on his stool during his ’09 defense when the heat became unbearable.) For years, the third seed was tennis’ third man, best-known as a capable foil for the greatness of Federer and Nadal. It’s time to reconsider. He leaves Queens with the No. 2 ranking (having overtaken Federer with Saturday’s scalp) and, likely, a place opposite Rafa in the premier tennis rivalry of the nascent decade. The Troicki and Federer wins lifted his career record in five-set matches (3-2) from the red into the black — and both should put to rest any lingering questions regarding his nerve.

As should Monday’s final.

Less than 48 hours after the physically and emotionally taxing victory over Federer, Djokovic met Nadal in a just-as-grueling match for the title. For 3 hours and 43 minutes — just one minute less than Saturday’s marathon — Nadal punished Djokovic with a never-been-better serve and flat, angled groundstrokes, pushing him along the baseline like a frantic Pong paddle. But Djokovic wouldn’t give. After earning a rare break of Nadal in the final game of the second to level the match at one set apiece, he pumped his fist and sounded a barbaric yawp. Even the sizable contingent of Nadal supporters had little choice but to applaud his valor. In the CBS-turned-ESPN2 booth, John McEnroe dropped enough boxing metaphors to owe A.J. Liebling’s family royalties.

Fatigue began to catch up with the Serb in the third, but he seemed to deliver his finest play with his back up against it — another direct counter to the Djokovic myth. Remarkably, he saved 10 of 11 break points in that set before an awestruck Ashe crowd, but fell 6-4. “In order to win against him tonight, I had to be on the top of my game,” he said. “I was playing really well for most of the match, but then there were some moments in the third and fourth set where I dropped my focus a little bit. I dropped the level of my game and just a little bit on service games.

“He took it away, and he never gave me a chance to go back.”

Even when defeat became inevitable late in the fourth, Djokovic played to the crowd and frequently raised his hands in good-hearted resignation at Rafa’s brilliance. As Nadal closed in on history, with a dazzling array of line-painting winners and passing shots that seemed to cheat space-time, Djokovic remained positive. When Rafa laced a forehand that kissed the baseline to give him match point, Djokovic’s incredulous expression (followed by a toothy grin) mirrored the crowd’s emotions. As Nadal raised the trophy following the 6-4, 5-7, 6-4, 6-2 victory, it was Djokovic who held the winner’s check for him … again, with a smile. A long way back for a player who was pilloried by the New York crowd just two years ago for belaboring a feud with Andy Roddick.

In 2010, Djokovic reached the quarterfinals or better at each of the four majors — but the first three weren’t nearly as transformative as the last.

“I wanted that trophy and I know I gave my maximum to get it,” Djokovic said. “But when I sleep over the night, tomorrow I will wake up as a new man.”

Too late, Novak. It’s already happened.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

A Work in Progress


  
Nothing beats the way of discovering the world through the eyes of an innocent child.

Sunday, September 5, 2010

The Hahahaha movie of the Year (so far)




Highly recommended for those who would like to get even with their enemies or for those who enjoy self-inflicted pain.

Sunday, August 29, 2010


THE FAST AND THE FURIOUS

Friday, August 27, 2010


Sunday, July 25, 2010

Red Ribbon - Absolutely Ridiculous

This one is for the Ripley's.  Sometime in 2009, nag-order ang kapatid ko na nasa Amerika sa Red-Ribbon on line store.  Birthday ng nanay ko and she wanted to surprise her.  Sabi ng kapatid ko, just in time for Nanay's September 1 birthday.  September 1 came, no Red Ribbon delivery.  After 2 days, dumating din ang inip sa katawan ko, tawag ako sa Red Ribbon.  I was passed to myayala.com.  After numerous calls and an email, I finally got an answer.  Di daw pwedeng magdeliver, kasi wala daw palabok and lasagna sa Red Ribbon Caloocan.  Of course, napikon ako.  I insisted on a delivery, after all, wala namang nakalagay na disclaimer sa website na me limitation ang delivery nila.  Finally, Red Ribbon Retiro relented and delivered.

Kala namin ayos na after the complains.  Eto uli, nag New Year.  Order na naman ang mga kapatid ko sa Amerika sa on-line services ng Red Ribbon.  Again, same problem ang na-encounter namin and this time Red Ribbon Retiro flatly refused to deliver.  So napilitan kaming magpick-up.  Sabi ko sa sarili ko, palpak, NEVER AGAIN.  

Pero ang kukulit nitong mga kapatid ko.  Valentine came, order na naman sila. As usual, wala na namang delivery pero umasenso, ang daming binigay sa aking telepono para maipaabot ko ang sama ng loob ko. Red Ribbon Caloocan, Red Ribbon Retiro pati Red Ribbon Head Office and Marketing at ilang departamento ng myayala.com.  Ayos, wala pa ring nangyari.  Pick-up uli kami sa Red Ribbon Retiro, nagsungit pa yung store asst. manager, dapat daw sa Red Ribbon main kami kukuha kasi franchise lang daw sila.  Oh oh.


Pikon talo sabi nila.  Aaaminin ko, napikon ako pero gaganti ako sa paraang alam ko.  Mula noong Valentine, tinigilan na ng pamilya ko ang pagbili ng kahit anong Red Ribbon products.  Sinabihan ko na rin ang aking mga kaibigan na wag ng bumili sa Red Ribbon.  It might be a small way of protesting, pero maski paano masaya na ako knowing that I am no longer contributing to an incompetent system. 

Saturday, July 24, 2010


“Guard, make sure na hindi makakalapit si Sharon Cuneta kay Senator Sotto.”



(photo from ellen torsedillas, caption from Top 10 Rejected State of the Nation Address (SONA) Opening Lines by the professional heckler)

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Congressionovela


Imelda murmuring to herself:
Mamma mia, here I go again
My my, how can I resist this?
Mamma mia, does it show again?
My my, you don't know how I missed this.

Imelda to Sonny:
I'm nothing special, in fact I'm a bit of a bore
If I tell a joke, you've probably heard it before
But I have a talent, a wonderful thing
'Cause everyone listens when I start to sing
I'm so grateful and proud
All I want is to sing it out loud

Sonny to Imelda:
You are my dancing queen
You're so sweet dancing as if you're only seventeen
Dancing queen feel the beat from the tambourine

GMA to Sonny:
If you change your mind, I'm the first in line
Sonny I'm still free
Take a chance on me
If you need me, let me know, gonna be around
If you've got no place to go, if you're feeling down
If you're all alone when the pretty birds have flown
Sonny I'm still free
Take a chance on me
Gonna do my very best and it ain't no lie
If you put me to the test, if you let me try

Friday, March 26, 2010

Sa kabila ng intriga: Angelica Panganiban, mahigpit ang kapit kay Derek Ramsay


from Pinoy Parazzi

The title came from an article written by Boy Abunda for Pinoy Parazzi. The photo also came from the same site.

Was this a case of making sure that nothing gets
LOST IN TRANSLATION?