Yes I have seen people nailing themselves to the cross — quite literally. I have also seen men (or maybe women, who knows) self-flagellate. Part of the ritual is to cover yourself so that no one can identify you. These rituals are cultural — evolved from the religious although I no longer believe it’s religious since I don’t really hear anyone from the Vatican or today’s Catholic Church encouraging people to do this.

I am not one who will stop/judge someone for how they wish to express their religious faith but for the amount of help needed to bring our country (Philippines) in order, I think we can use a little less prayer (and outright self mutilation for some expectation of Divine grace) and a lot more good work.

For example:

Instead of Praying a Novena or Rosary Everyday = Don’t bribe the police officer who is about to give you a ticket

Instead of Going to Church Everyday, Not Just Sundays = Don’t vote for that corrupt politician just because you expect to ‘benefit’ from their political office.

How about turning the karaoke mic down after 9pm and not turning it on before 9am so that you’re being neighborly?

What about that uncle who has 8 children….from 4 mothers — and he’s onto his 5th girlfriend. He could use less self-flagellation and more just straight talk of “don’t be such an as*hole.” Man up.

There’s more…but you get my point.

Simple acts can truly sometimes be more liberating to a soul that yearns to be closer to God. I think simple but honest everyday acts cuts it.

my thoughts on Good Friday 2012.

The reverse is true for me on the words, “good enough.” I think good enough is one succumbing to mediocrity and this I find disturbing. Don’t get me mistaken. I am not one out there for perfection but I am for passion. Endeavors worth doing, are worth doing with passion. So good enough is never enough.

This year, our Lolos and Lolas (now in their 70s and 80s) have decided to hang up their boots. It was too sad to think that there will no longer be a V-Day party so PASCO, the longest running socio-cultural organization decided to host it for the community. I couldn’t help but think this was like the symbolic passing of the torch but what a nice legacy to leave to us. It was like they were telling us, work hard, study well but don’t take yourselves too seriously. Once in awhile, dress up, mind your ‘Ps’ and ‘Qs’ and have some good clean fun with your friends family….oh, and don’t forget to show us your boogie.

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Maraming Salamat po, FILSECO.

Growing up, I was surrounded by family, literally living behind our home, beside us and everyone lived no more than 20 miles away from each other. Visiting Grandma was a weekly occasion. Because everyone was nearby, I was surrounded by aunts, uncles, cousins, and other extended family members. Child care was never an issue. There was a solid sense of security being around all of them.

I want my kids to have the same experience but with my family living halfway across the globe and Tom’s family spread across the country, this is just not possible.

Making friends is not hard for me but making friends with other adults raising children with similar ages as my kids needed a bit more effort. It took years but here we are — my almost family

Needless to say, the friends I’ve come to know in Columbushave enriched our lives tremendously. They truly are now my family. We’ve watched our children grow, we exchange parenting tips, we watch each other’s children so that we can sneak out for a movie, coffee or even just a quiet trip to the grocery.

It truly takes a village to raise kids.

I’m incredibly fortunate.

This winter has been extremely mild so I’ve been inspired to start my 2012 garden indoors even as early as January. I’ve been following the writers (and of course Master Gardeners) Barbara Damrosch and Eliot Coleman, owners of Four Season Market in Harborside,Maine. I’ve read most of Coleman’s books and he is extremely generous in sharing information and quite detailed in his descriptions for techniques to use for four season gardening. I’m far from being able to raise vegetables during all four seasons but one never knows…maybe one day I will.

This year I’ve been able to select the veggies I will raise this summer. I’ve been raising more and more Asian vegetables – okra, Chinese eggplant, long beans, ampalaya (bitter melon). I add this to the usual garden staple of tomatoes, carrots, and summer squash. New for my garden this year are the addition of beets and lavender (herb). A friend also plans on sharing his asparagus with me this see so we’ll see how they all turn out.

What I’ve started so far are herbs — cilantro, chives, and basil. I figured I can probably just raise them indoors and yes they are thriving. I also planted ginger and garlic but only because they started growing spuds and I hated to throw them. Yes, I’ve also repurposed my plastic milk jugs and even a fancy grab-me Victoria’s Secret bag into my seed starting kit this year. Call me cheap.

I hope to blog about the progress of my garden this year. I also plan on blogging about my compost and my worms! If you are also a gardener, leave me a note and maybe we can grab coffee sometime and exchange stories. I’d love to hear what other gardeners are doing.

My MO is usually a plateful of Doritos super flat corn chips drizzled with shredded three-cheese. I stick it in the microwave for 30 seconds and ooooh, out comes my favorite late night snack. Yeeeeessssss! Noooooooooo! *see what I mean? That plateful is so bad for me….and if I eat that every night, I will balloon. I think I already gained 10 lbs just blogging about it.

Tonight, I rock my world by not succumbing to this craving and instead going for what I’d call – sweet potato jam. I started with boiled sweet potatoes, added some banana chips (for crunch) and then stuck a few raisins and nuts on my sweet potato — just so it wouldn’t be sooo sooo mushy on the palate.

Sweet Potato Jam

Here’s what the Nutrition Information would read on a baked sweet potato. This food is low in Sodium, and very low in Saturated Fat and Cholesterol. It is also a good source of Dietary Fiber, Vitamin B6 and Potassium, and a very good source of Vitamin A, Vitamin C and Manganese. I picked this out of http://nutritiondata.self.com/facts/vegetables-and-vegetable-products/2667/2#ixzz1lTQa4F00

I love sweet potatoes and I love that they are actually healthy for you. I boil a whole bag then stick them in the refrigerator. When I need to eat something, I just grab one, peel it and snack on it. I have also decided to include the sweet potato in my garden this year. Hopefully it thrives.

I do want to say that I blame my friend Jessi** for getting my fat ass off the couch to get a late night snack…..she gave me the recipe to her Imperial Shrimp Rolls. There. I said it. It’s your fault Jessi. HA! **realfriend&notafrenemy

Today, if you showed up in London, you will see an elderly woman sipping her tea, wearing a hat with a feather (or a net). She is wearing a powder blue, polyester dress with flat dowdy shoes. She’s licensed to look like the Queen Mother or Violet from Downton Abbey….except she’s sitting right next to you, in real life. Bizarre.

The red double-decker buses don’t disappoint. It actually zooms past you screaming at your senses, “You Are In London!” Combined with the yellow stripe marking a pedestrian lane, I feel like the Beatles will be crossing Abbey Road any second.

Fish and chip pubs. Everywhere. It is cloudy; it will likely rain in the afternoon.

I say it’s very very English because sometimes you wonder if a City looks just a little bit from how they have been showcased  in Frommer’s but walk away a block or two and its disappointing. Or maybe it just looks like it in travel magazines for only a few square blocks (but not really). No. They were right. Those pictures were accurate. You will know you’re in the land of David Beckham and the Spice Girls.

Our bed and breakfast had Victorian-style wallpaper. I turned on the ‘telly’ and watched the BBC. You should try that…same news, but different take on issues….oh and America is like Topic Number 11, after talks about France, Greece, the Euro and other things important to that side of the world. I also watched a show called “Balls of Steel.” Hilarious. I was trying so hard to understand the accent and whatever it was they were doing was extremely funny and entertaining in the Benny-Hill-kinda-way.

I woke up and our English breakfast was plenty. Sausage came with uhm, a whole skinned & blanched tomato. Toast came in a toast holder. A toast holder! Who needs that? The Brits do.  

The Queen’s guard doesn’t laugh. Believe me. I tried… damn fuddy duddies.

Walking Picadilly Square on a drizzly evening made it feel like I was going to meet up with Lilly Allen for drinks.

In Victoria Station, it was so tempting to run into one of the subway columns just like Harry Potter did, to see if it would take me to Hogwarts. Tom stopped me. I’m glad. I don’t want tabloid paparazzi to see that. It wouldn’t be pretty.

When you’ve switched from finding a UDF or 7-Eleven to looking for Sainbury’s and Tony The Tiger’s Frosted Flakes are relabeled to “Frosties”, you know you’re not in Ohio. Of course it was also a shock that clothes retailer Marks and Spencer was now hawking high-end, grab-n-go, healthy snacks. Score!

There is one thing that took my breath away. How Londoners must love books & the theatre. Here in this city, books thrive and even the dirtiest alley might promote whatever is showing on the West End. It’s exhilarating and makes me feel so hopeful. When you go down the tube, there are life-size posters promoting novels, book releases, author signing events and the latest musical. There are neon billboard signs promoting books, for heavens sake — never mind that it’s for Danielle Steel, it’s still literature right?

It was wonderful.

Oh, and Mind The Gap.

tuna, 8 ounces

mirin, 1 tbsp

honey, 2 tbsp

rice vinegar, 1 tbsp

sesame oil, 1 tbsp

soy sauce, 1/4 cup

sesame seeds

mix all the liquid ingredients. save 1/2 of it as dipping sauce.

heat pan until it is HOT! dip the tuna into the sauce, then into a bowl of sesame seeds

move to hot pan and cook for 60 seconds on each side or until you see some brown on your fish.

Wha-la! SEARED TUNA…don’t forget to slice it into thin strips and serve over a hot steaming bowl of rice or just on top of fresh greens for an even lighter dinner.

I got this recipe from http://allrecipes.com/recipe/sesame-seared-tuna/. I didn’t have it with wasabi paste tonight.

You fall in love in Paris because you are surrounded by extremely good looking people who speak lyrical words you don’t understand.

In the middle of the busy subway station, someone plays the violin, the harp, even a cello — making time stand still even just for a song.

Surrounding you are buildings that have lived for centuries. They serve as a landmark to men that have lived before us. If you stood still and stared, you sense that hundred-year-old soul in them yearning to reach out to you with stories to share.

Napoleon re-drew Paris and they never touched it since. He had good taste. Today any renovation can only be done to the interiors of a building. Nothing touched outside. No wonder movers use windows to hurl furniture up to apartments.

I sat on a bench along Les Champs Elysees. This beautiful avenue witnessed horror as Nazis marched in during those dark days. But of course it was also there to greet Lance Armstrong at the end of each Tour de France, especially the one he won right after battling cancer. What a historic site. Today it is lined with high end stores – Cartier, Peugeot and of course, there is a Starbucks. I feel like it should have been kept the way it is but such is life….even avenues move on.

Food Porn? It’s there. Coffee and Coffee Houses, everywhere. It was ironic to me that Starbucks thrives but they do… courtesy of young Parisians that find it trendier than the traditional coffee shop on the corner. Guess where I chose to sip my latte.

So yes, Paris is all they say it is…and more. I will be back someday.