A spent rice sack filled with sand serves as an improvised punching bag, hanging from a tree.
Dangling from a rope, the size of a baby.
23 November 2009
Videoke bar/house in quezon, crazy combination of yero, sawali, bamboo slats, old, unpainted balusters.
Something I miss when I'm out of the country-- the straight-up, simple, "I just want a colorful house" house.
Vertical stripes in Manila.
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02 November 2009
A Sangguniang Kabataan (Youth Council) poster in Taguig.
Gay beauty pageants have become a common occurence across our archipelago. Pinoys adore their barangay gay guys. Usually they are a riot, and have so much more bravado and panache than us mere mortals when it comes to performance.
Our acceptance of the feminine, flamboyant types is a curiosity to other nationalities, in my experience-- except to Southeast Asians.
01 November 2009
Ready for the oven.
Panaderias, Philippine dispensers of one non-sweet variety (pan de sal, which is getting increasingly sweet these days, actually), and numerous toothache-inducing sorts. Ever stepped in one?
Guardians of the bread.
The males in the back using a general batter for milky hamburger buns. Guy in Che Guevara shirt, one in every town of the world.
Rolling into balls.
Trays of monay on the floor.
Burger buns in the oven.
Beautiful racks and repetition.
Droppin bread on table for sorting.
Sorting different varieties and putting on trays.
Plastic bags of varying sizes hanging from the table side.
Table cover made with politico propaganda tarpaulin. The rubber stamp maker is a fixture in Manila streets. They are the unsung heroes o...
Don $ Pulubi (pulubi = beggar) Something "new" in my life.
Bangera's facade. Finding a place to stay in Puerto Galera is not easy for a first-timer (technically, a second-timer, on her first t...
Kinunot-style shark. It tastes like crab, apparently. As previously mentioned, mangroves serve as a mediator between two envir...
Mmmm. I was never a fan of puto Biñan , those spongy, sweet pieces of bready rice cake (or cakey rice bread) cooked in a bilao and cut in...