Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Puti at De Kolor


Generally speaking, edible Philippine marine and fresh fish run the gamut of grayscale, including the tints and shades in-between, interweaving with hues of brown. Which goes to say those colorful tropical reef fish are for snorkeling purposes only, more or less.

But there are exceptions of course – large pelagic fish like red snapper (maya-maya), red grouper (lapu-lapu), parrotfish (loro) and golden dorado or dolphinfish are all a-glitter with color, adorning not only the deep but are also prized centerpieces during feasts. I must note, though, that the brown/black-spotted grouper is more expensive because its flesh is tastier than its more colorful counterpart.

But on a day-to-day basis, some more common, and more accessible, fish add color to the otherwise mundane things at the wet market. Bisugo (threadfin bream) is available year-round in Cavite, always still glisteningly-red with yellow streaks, the sliminess proof that they had just been gathered from the waters surrounding the city. Which is critical, because bisugo does not keep well.

But fresh, it is awesome in a simple sinigang, the broth soured with just tomatoes, spiced by onions and siling haba, and perhaps fortified with kamote tops or kangkong. The fish is cooked briefly so the delicate, flavorful flesh remains firm, but even with just a minute of simmering it renders its fat, enriching the broth.

It is also exquisite in a paksiw – quickly poached in boiled vinegar, garlic, peppercorns and siling haba, to be eaten the next day so the fish had time to absorb the stewing liquid. A superlative countryside, rainy day breakfast comprises paksiw na bisugo eaten with garlic fried rice, perhaps with a salad of sliced salted duck eggs and fresh tomatoes on the side, maybe even with tortang talong – peeled roasted eggplants in scrambled eggs. Such a meal would make you feel that life is good, and everything is all right with the world, even with torrential rains pounding on your roof.

There are not a lot of bisugo being sold on any day, though. Just a platter here, or a couple there, and only about three vendors sell the fish at any one time. And the specimens are rather small, averaging four-five inches in length. I have yet to come across a size that I would like to buy, because bisugo are spiny, and small ones are not wise to serve to children.

The price is stable year-round, around Php200 per kilo, which is towards the high end of the spectrum – it’s more expensive than chicken and pork, and at least double the price of the more common gray fishes.


Wild white shrimps from the sea are abundant at this time of the year. They are caught in the waters of the three bays around Cavite by local fishermen, and thus available year-round, but their sheer number this season have driven prices down. We have been feasting on Php200/kilo white shrimps for weeks now, bought from boat-owners who sell their own catch (sariling huli), so the prices are not inflated with mark-ups by vendors.

These shrimps are subtly sweet and tender, the shell turning the palest of orange (or s-peach, as my youngest is wont to mangle her colors) when cooked. My husband likes them simple – halabos, steamed then salted when almost cooked.

I was never fond of shrimps, mainly due to the drudgery of having to shell them while the rice turns cold. So it was just my luck that all three of my kids took after their father and adore shrimps, and I find it ironic to be shelling tons for them weekly.

Sometimes I ask the househelp to shell the shrimps fresh, to be sautéed with whatever vegetables had appeared that week – chicharo, broccoli, cauliflower, mixed with young corn and carrots. We keep the shells and heads in the freezer, to be pounded in a mortar and used as flavoring for sotanghon soup on subsequent days. I freeze even the shells and heads from halabos, for they greatly enhance misua with boiled quail eggs.

We usually demolish a kilo of shrimps in one meal, but I usually buy more, to be added to fish sinigang that turns sweetish with it and a slice or two of celery stalk.


I usually buy some of these small, narrow fish when I chance upon them at the market. They are slightly bigger than dilis (anchovies), more rounded, and more translucent, giving the appearance that they are white. Only a couple of vendors offer these fish, and they tell me they are called tuako, the older and fatter siblings of dilis.

Whole tuako sell for Php25 for a quarter of a kilo, but beheaded ones are often available, though with a Php5 premium. Sometimes I am able to chance upon filleted tuako, which make for spectacular fish nuggets dredged in seasoned flour and pan-fried. I’m told in Cavite the fillets are eaten in a kinilaw, marinated for a short while in raw vinegar, kalamansi juice, garlic, ginger and onions.

The intact ones are just as awesome fried individually, turning to a crisp so that the heads are eaten as well. Tuako do not have the intense umami-ness of anchovies, but they are delicious in their own right.


Salay-ginto are differentiated from salay-salay because of the narrow swath of gold running the breadth of their small bodies, diesscting their middles.

I think salay-ginto exist to prove that the adage small but terrible is true. They are extremely flavorful, whether simply fried for breakfast or sinabawan (cooked in broth) with tomatoes. And, they don't sell for their equal amount in gold. They can be pricey, yes, but with their size half a kilo is a lot for one meal.


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Saturday, August 20, 2011

Rainy Season Fruits


I had thought chiesa have gone extinct. I had them intermittently as a child, because our next-door neighbor, a grand-aunt, had a tree in her backyard and we had unlimited access to it.

Not that I would go out of my way to climb the tree and harvest the fruits. I didn't like chiesa (chesa, tisa, canistel) as a child - the texture was like eating wet chalk, the sweetness not as pronounced as other fruits, and it had a funky, musky edge to its taste.


I never saw any at the public market, and we didn't seek chiesa out - I never missed it when it didn't appear for long periods of time.

But I ate it - I was forced to eat it, more like. Children were told that since chiesa (Pouteria campechiana Baehni) has a deep yellow hue, it is rich in Vitamin A - very, very good for the eyes.


For a long time I haven't come across the fruit, but when we moved to Cavite I would sporadically see a vendor or two selling chiesa at the public market. This was like a few weeks in a year, and there weren't many of them - just several tumpok or mound of five small fruits, like the vendor had a tree and was just selling the surplus.

This year it started out like that, a basket or so appearing tentatively. The fruits were so mature and looked like they ripened on the tree - the smooth thin skins had burst seams showing the yellow flesh within.

But three weeks into chiesa season I suddenly find several tables groaning with the fruit. They were small, and still hard, so they had been harvested unripe.


Like me, my children don't fancy eating chiesa. The youngest could finish a big fruit when spooned to her at intervals throughout the entire morning.

I've been looking for ways to incorporate the fruit into things the kids would eat - a shake is a no brainer, but it hasn't become in demand yet in our household. I've tried muffins, adding ground pistacchio, and they were okay, and I've enriched baked donuts, too, with mashed chiesa, replacing the required butter with it. I was thinking of mixing it with puto, but was afraid the flavor would be more prominent than I would have liked, though perhaps the color would be stunning.

I read that chiesa was among the benefits we got from the Galleon Trade, coming here from South America. In its home country it is rarely eaten fresh, but ground into a powder and used as flavoring for milk, custard and ice cream.

Yes, maybe I'll make some chiesa ice cream....


Mabolo also left an indelible mark in my childhood. For in the public elementary school I attended there were more mabolo trees than there were buildings.

During the rainy season the trees would pelt the school grounds with ripe fruits, which would proceed to perfume the surroundings with their heady, sweetish scent. We didn't eat the fallen fruits, as they might have been full of worms, and we couldn't get to them before they ripened, because the trees were so tall and bereft of lower branches that might have aided a child in climbing up.


Nobody dared admit having mabolo as a favorite fruit. It was reputed to powerfully induce flatulence, so we kids never let anybody see us holding a fruit.


But mabolo (Diospyros blancoi A. DC.) doesn't taste disagreeable. If not for the powerful smell, I think the fruit is okay. It's actually reminiscent of a good, ripe peach, though the flesh is more fibrous, and with a slight tang like a nectarine.


The mabolo I found at the Cavite market had rough tufts of fuzz covering the fruit. I seem to remember that the mabolo in my hometown had a finer fuzz.


Longan appear at the same time as lychees do. But I never mistake one for the other.

In the first place, though they look alike, lychees are unmistakeably scarlet, while longans are nondescript tawny. And in taste, lychees are superior to longans.

In fact, the first time I tried longan a few years ago, I was so disgusted - it had a tinny taste like it had been canned - that I never bought some again. But longan season apparently extends beyond lychee season. Lychees have long been gone, but longans continue to appear at the markets.

Longans (dragons' eye or dragons, eyeball, Dimocarpus longan Lour.), like lychees, are imported from China. My suki fruit vendor says they can be propagated easily - just scatter the seeds and they will sprout without any assistance. Perhaps the fruits appearing this late are from locally grown trees.


One time I was whining that the fruit choices at the market were abysmal, and a fruit vendor gave me longan to try. I told her off, saying I didn't like the taste, but she persisted, saying it was very sweet.

I accepted a piece, and sure enough it was so sweet, and had none of the tinny taste. So I bought half a kilo for the kids to try, and it was demolished as soon as the fruits landed on the dining table.

My children like longan because they're easy to peel, the seeds detached from the pulp so it's convenient to spit out. And the sweetness factor is also a main reason. I am not enamored of it - it is so straightforward sweet, not fruity sweet with hints of tang. But I buy longan for the kids. So more lychees for me.


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Thursday, August 18, 2011

Apayas, Ponti, Pinya


These fruits are available year-round, though they vary in volume and price, and the degree of sweetness, at certain times.

Papayas, called apayas in Pangasinan, and pawpaw outside the country, are cheap throughout, going at Php20-25 per kilo. In photo above are the native variety, which grow out in humongous sizes.

The skin is thick and smooth, the flesh either yellow-orange or a deep pink.The numerous seeds that congregate in the hollow at the center are white that turn black when the fruit is suffiently ripe.

We utilize apayas unripe, for vegetable dishes raw and cooked, and ripe for breakfast. It is a powerful laxative, and rumor says it also an antidote to viagra, that's why priests and those who chose to be celibate have to have papayas regularly in their diet.

But inhibitors aside, papayas are among the top fruits in terms of vitamins and minerals packed into them, so there's always one or two big ones in our weekly fruit basket.


Bananas also have to be ever-present in our dining table, or some members of the family would start whining. I usually buy a bunch weekly, alternating between lakatan and tondal or latundan, which is reputedly good for children. Elders would actually insist on only the latundan variety for babies up to two years, as infants supposedly cannot digest the other kinds.

With lakatan, the length is a deterrent - the kids cannot finish one through. And with the tropical heat, I'd always have over-ripe bananas towards the end of the week that the kids wouldn't touch. Which I just bake into banana bread. But we can only have banana cake every so often.

So one time I was asking the banana vendors if they have smaller or shorter bananas, and I was pointed to the señorita variety.


They were short and squat, like fat thumbs. And sweet, but with a somewhat bitter edge. Which made me understand why it is not such a popular variety.


Pineapples, though a summer fruit, have been made to be able to blossom anytime during the year, so we eat them even during the rainy season. The sweet variety, though - the small, compact ones - bear fruit in droves during the summer. These are very sweet and not abrasive to the tongue even though the skin is still green.


Under the sun they ripen fast, but with this color pineapples are already leaching bubbling juice, and taste fermented.


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Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Siling Labuyo


Having been acquainted with the "pointless" sili in Cagayan Valley, I came home to Cavite to find pots and pots of the real stuff - siling labuyo, all abloom and sprouting young fruits - at my public market suki, who sources vegetables from Tagaytay City.


My suki said this is the authentic siling labuyo - short, stubby, and so fiery it'll cut your tongue off. I got so scared I didn't buy a pot, to avoid any accidental run-ins with the bunso who's fond of picking flowers from our lawn. So I just took photos, and consoled myself by buying more fruits since I was able to save Php150 per pot of sili.


The emphasis that this is authentic siling labuyo is apparently needed, because there are impostors out there, and they outnumber the real one. Generally termed siling pula, the more common sili are longer, red, and not as hot.

By the looks of the leaves, this is not the species where the sili tops that are indispensable in tinola and sinuwam come from.

I think siling labuyo is related to the halang-halang that abounds in Samar-Leyte and Negros Oriental.


Variously known in English as bird chili, bird's eye chili, bird pepper, hot chili, cayenne (scientific name Capsicum frutescens), siling labuyo bears attractive flowers that bely its inner heat, originating from the pith where the seeds nestle. Nasa loob ang kulo, as they say.




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Monday, August 15, 2011

Crown Bakeshop


I just couldn't leave the series on my trip to the Cagayan Valley region without mentioning the pastries I brought home as pasalubong to the kids, in addition to the carabao's milk pastillas and chicharabao.

I've mentioned previously that I didn't see any souvenir shops in Tuguegarao City. It was just providential that just across my hotel there was a grocery store, where I bought the milk candies and chicharon, and adjacent to the hotel was a bakeshop filled to the rafters with all kinds of sweet things imaginable.

With me on the trip was a colleague who also had three kids and was browsing around for edible things to bring home. Apparently she had heard a lot about the bakeshop, from others who had been to the city on previous trips, and from locals because she had been in the city longer than I.

So in we went to "window shop," but the looking-around-for-a-few-minutes plan extended to a full hour of real shopping. We were so surprised by the variety of the goods on sale, and lured by the low prices, that we went on a binge, justifying that it won't hurt much if the things turned out inedible.

But they did turn out more than edible, much more than passable, and very much value for money. For where else can you buy bars of fudge brownies, food for the gods, butterscotch and walnut bars at Php8-12 each, and actually feel happy eating them?

Those walnut bars, in particular, were awesome. The crust sandwiching the walnut filling was buttery, and there were real walnuts in them. I know the price of the nuts in these parts so it's a bit hard to comprehend how a bar can be sold for Php10.

The brownies were rich and moist - very satisfying indeed. The butterscotch and date bars tasted better than what you would expect for their price, given that they exceeded in taste the many offerings around Metro Manila that are about four times more expensive.

And those sweet yellow delights of eggs and milk rolled in sugar - yema balls - left me groaning in pleasure. And afterwards groaning in agony that I will never taste the likes of them again for a foreseeable time in the near future.


Crown Bakeshop
13 Luna Street, Centro 7
Tuguegarao City
Tel. Nos. (63-78) 8447581, 8448140

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Thursday, August 11, 2011

Veggies from the Sidewalks in Tuguegarao



So someone called me the night before I was to leave Tuguegarao, and begged for those Ilocano sili.

I thought, sili? I've heard Ilocanos put sili into their pakbet and most anything cooked, but I thought so do we, though not in pakbet. But I know its value - rendering dishes fragrant and spicy - and put it in anything that could benefit from it. So what's the deal about it in Cagayan?

Turns out it was a big deal. Because sili in Cagayan is not your usual siling pansigang, long light-green things that turn into smoking jalapenos when over-cooked.

No, sili Ilocano are short, not an inch longer than your index finger. And, wondrously, tame. So tame that you can eat it by itself - inihaw or steamed - even though your tolerance for heat is sub-zero.

So I must have bought half-a-kilo of sili to bring home, and proceeded to put it in everything, including pakbet, for the good part of a month. And my husband said, what's the point of a sili when it's not hot?

Good point. Or maybe, no point. No point, at all.


I didn't have time to go to the market in Tuguegarao, so I just took a stroll downtown to see if there was any sili for sale along the sidewalks. And so there was, and a host of other manangs were selling other things, besides. Like ingredients for pakbet grouped together, but each kind sold separately.

In Pangasinan you could get pakbet all grouped together, too, and sold together besides. There's even a version peeled and sliced and already packed in a plastic bag, though I stay away from those since they may be from vegetables past their prime.


Then there was the bag of dayap I bought wholesale, sold beside plastic bags of live beetles for frying or stewing in an adobo.


More beetles, and gourds. Upo and patola - bottle gourd and sponge gourd, in tiny samples.


My kind of vegetables. Julienned labong - bamboo shoots - and saluyot, normally sold together because they are each other's perfect mates. Note that the saluyot have been uprooted, which I know is not unusual in these parts, because that's how we prefer them, too, in Pangasinan. Unlike in Metro Manila, and also in Cavite, where saluyot are sold cut from the stems.

That blue pail contained the flesh from tiny shells that I'm not familiar with, and couldn't catch the name of, as the vendor spoke only Ilocano.


Bisukol, the common edible brown snails I grew up eating in Pangasinan, the sight of which made me long for my childhood. I sorely miss bisukol, and sore that I couldn't bring them home to cook.


My companions during the trip to Cagayan were whooping with joy upon finding a grill/bar near our hotel that served grilled things the previous night. We ordered all the grilled vegetables, which averaged Php10-15 per serving of about five pieces. In the middle were the not-hot sili. Default dip was fish bagoong squeezed with kalamansi.


We had the vegetables with grilled pantat, local catfish, which were small and not fatty but very, very tasty. And that made for the best meal during my stay in Cagayan.



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Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Pancit Cagayan

Pancit - noodles, but generally it refers to stir-fried (guisado) noodles - is, I think, the most influential legacy of the Chinese to the Philippines.

Of course, I'm biased because I love pancit. And furthermore I love to eat. But go to any major city in the Philippines and there will always be a panciteria (a hole in the wall that serves mostly stir-fried noodles). Not just that, all towns, even 3rd class municipalities across the country, each has its own panciteria in the public market or along the main road.

The Cagayan region is no exception, but it actually stands out because it offers pancit distinct from the rest of the archipelago's.
I think the more popular is Pancit Cabagan, which originated in the town of Cabagan in the province of Isabela. It is stir-fried local miki (thick fresh egg noodles) heaped with a ton of chopped lechon karahay, or pan-fried pork liempo (belly), chopped cabbage, sliced spring onion, and topped with boiled quail egggs.

Coming right from the airport I came upon a large bilao of pancit Cabagan in our office in Ilagan, the capital of Isabela. To me it didn't look like a bilao of pancit with lechon kawali - it was lechon kawali with pancit, teeming it was with the crunchy pieces of pork that I almost asked for rice.
And I knew I was right - because the pancit was eaten with dollops of that mix of soy sauce-vinegar-onions that always accompanies tokwa't baboy. In Isabela, the tokwa was replaced by miki.

And don't boiled eggs accompany lugaw at tokwa't baboy, too? So maybe I should have asked for rice, after all, to stand in for the lugaw.
Waking up early one morning to explore I came upon waves and waves of fresh miki being dried under the sun in front of a store, and I realized Cagayan miki is a staple in the region. I regret now that I forgot to buy some to bring home. So I could try it with other things besides pork.

Another morning while going around Tuguegarao City I passed by the still shuttered doors of a restaurant, and waiting just outside on the floor were plastic bags bulging with fresh miki, presumably delivered early by a supplier.

Tuguegarao has its own pancit, called Batil-Patong. The name is a combination of the Ilocano words batil, which means to beat or to whisk (like in eggs), and patong, which is to put or place on top of.

And it is a precise term, illustrating the mixing of the stir-fried noodles (batil) and topping it with a myriad of ingredients (patong).

I went inside a carinderia in Tuguegarao City at 7 in the morning to try batil-patong, because I had a morning flight and I didn't want to leave the region without having tried the pancit. But I was told the toppings weren't ready yet.

Not to be hindered by such an obstacle but not wanting to miss my flight, either, I went to the place I knew was sure to have the pancit so early in the morning - my hotel's in-house restaurant.

The pancit batil-patong I had was heaped with a host of toppings - pork in various incarnations: ground meat, crumbled chicharon, sliced hotdog, sweet Chinese sausage. I felt like eating the left-over breakfasts of various people that someone mixed with stir-fried miki.

Especially since there's a surprise - a well-done sunny side up egg is hiding beneath all the toppings, which further convinced me that I'm eating breakfast, er, left-overs. But then what was there to complain about? I was having pancit for breakfast, after all.

And as if the myriad of toppings and the egg weren't enough, there's still a host of condiments to mix in - chopped white onions, kalamansi, soy sauce, vinegar, ground black pepper.

There's a cup of thick soup, too, which goes with an order of the noodles. It tasted like it was the excess liquid in which the pancit was cooked, like pure soup lomi, and I think it's served separately so the noodles don't turn soggy.

It was good, but it became a bit cloying with the pancit and all approximating each other's taste.

Which became my greatest problem with the batil-patong - there was an overload of the meaty taste that the kalamansi and vinegar both could not conquer.

And it was the biggest difficulty I encountered during my entire trip to Cagayan - it seemed everything that was there to eat, for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and even the snacks in-between, had to contain a form of meat, that at one point I had to ask somebody at the hotel to saute a can of sardines in tomato sauce for my dinner.

I had expected, knowing that Cagayan is a quasi-Ilocano country, that vegetables would dominate offerings there. And there would be fish, because we always had deep-sea fish during my family vacations in Isabela. How wrong I was, because I failed to take into consideration that the region is separated from the Pacific by a mountain range.

Nevertheless, all was not lost, because I found awesome peanut bars, and my companions in the trip found a grill bar on our last night in Tuguegarao that offered fish, and just before my flight I was able to buy some vegetables vended along the downtown sidewalks.

And it was fine, since no matter what, I still love pancit, and I'm glad I had the opportunity to experience Cagayan's version.

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Monday, August 01, 2011

Of Carabaos in Tuguegarao

carabao's milk pastillas

Carabaos (Bubalus bubalis carabanesis, a subspecies of the water buffalo) are the beast of burden in the Philippines. They are considered sacred, though the idea of working hard something that is sanctified is a bit conflicting.

But the kalabaw is not deified like cows in India. Rather, it is accorded respect, even treated as a family member, for its role in a highly agricultural country whose people would rather die than not have rice in every meal.

So that it is one of the country's national symbols (pambansang hayop, the English translation doesn't sound right to my ears), and there was once a law forbididng the slaughter of young carabaos for food.

I grew up observing my elders procuring carabao meat on the sly. Unlike other Filipinos, Pangasinenses prized carabao meat, marinating and drying it under the sun in a tapa called pindang. It was tastier than cow's meat, though tougher because only old carabaos unfit for work were allowed to be slaughtered then.

In Tuguegarao, though, and I've heard all through the Cagayan region, carabao meat is traded and eaten freely. It can be ordered in any restaurant, it is available even in karinderias, and it is an indispensable ingredient in Cagayan's famous pancit.

But in Cagayan, other carabao products exist which do not need the sacrifice of a beast of burden's life. One is milk, but since this is perishable, it is also found in other forms, more famously, carabao's milk pastillas.

What's always purchased by our office in the region is the Alcala brand. Going through the pastillas section of the grocery store in front of my hotel in Tuguegarao City, I found another brand, Teaño Alcala, which was more expensive.

I could not find any difference between the two, though. Both were dry, chewy milk candies that seem to have been made from powdered milk, and the flavor of carabao's milk was not distinct.

Maybe I'm biased, but soft, milk rolls covered in sugar crystals are the definition of pastillas for me.

peanut pastillas

I spent about thirty minutes rummaging through that pastillas corner, looking for other things to bring home. I spotted some peanut pastillas, and I thought it would be nice to add to my loot, having had good experiences with anything that had peanuts in it from other places I've been to.

And lo, it was the great find of the trip. I think it should be representative of the region rather than the carabao's milk pastillas. It is still made of carabao's milk, but only to hold together chunky but soft peanuts in long, thin cuboid pieces.

Upon opening the pack at home I almost threw it away upon noticing black-green specks dotting the pastillas, which were evident through the cellophane wrapping. Good thing I checked the expiry date, then closely inspected the mold-like dots. They looked like small pieces of green peppercorns.

But I soon found out what they were when I tentatively bit into one - preserved dayap rind! It made all the difference in the world of peanut pastillas!

The candies were slightly sweet, though not overly so, but tangy-citrus bursts punctuated every other bite into the pastillas, that I could not stop munching on them. It was too late when I realized I have finished the entire pack, in one sitting.

Now if only dayap zest were incorporated into the carabao's milk pastillas....


The chicharon I came to know as a child were crispy, airy cubes that were splashed with spiced vinegar, sold by vendors who went onboard provincial buses. These sometimes had a stray black hair on them, and carried no hint of crisp-fried meat whatsoever. They were sold in unmarked, thin plastic bags that I knew were passed over a candle to seal them.

Now I know this kind of chicharon is made from carabao skin, which explains the black hair. A friend from Bohol once told me it was easy to make chicharon - just dry the skin under the sun, cut them up into suitable pieces, and deep fry. Apparently, lots of carabaos were slaughtered in Bohol. I haven't tried making carabao skin chicharon because carabao skin was nowhere to be found in Luzon (though not in Cavite).

But this trip to Tuguegarao took me back afresh to my unspoiled years. In the same grocery store where I found peanut pastillas there was a shelf full of "branded" bags of chicharabao, or chicharon-carabao, and in different flavors to boot! Garlic, vinegar, spicy, it was incredible.

I noticed that these chicharon were a bit "sanitized," though - no stray hair, looking a bit bleached. But what was awesome was that they tasted, and felt to the tongue, the same as my childhood chicharon.

We never called chicharabao my childhood chicharon, or even acknowleged that they were made from carabao skin. This was probably to hide the fact, because anything made with carabaos were considered inferior, or maybe to deny that carabaos were really being slaughtered.

But the law forbidding carabao slaughter has been lifted, and it was with great flourish that I presented packs of chicharabao - in all flavors - to my children as pasalubong, to share a bit of my childhood with them. Never mind that the youngest started to whine, remembering the carabaos she saw in Trece Martirez City that she wanted to take a photo with.

I only had to say I rode a cart drawn by a carabao once, back in Pangasinan, and promised that whenever I went back to Tuguegarao I'll bring her along, and she calmed down, and brought her attention back to the chicharabao.


All items bought at
Candice Megamart
#1 Luna Street, Tuguegarao City
Tel. No. (078) 8448388


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