New Conquest: The No Sugar Diet

Last March 7, I was sick and was on full bed rest, which allowed me to finish an entire season of House of Cards. Season 4 was not available in Netflix PH, and I didn't have the energy to start another binge, so I scrolled my Facebook feed and chanced upon an article about how some guy was able to think sharp after he went on a No-Sugar diet. I have been going through some stuff and I knew that I needed a big change to get myself out of my rut.

You have to understand - I love dessert. Sometimes I consider it a full meal by itself. Often times, it's an accessory to a crime (that involved steak! And pasta! And more dessert!) I tried controlling my sugar portions by only allowing myself to eat dessert twice a week, listing down the time I went beyond my two treats allowable. But I found that I ate one version of dessert or another everyday! And that I could not stop :( I have gone through pacts with my friends where we promise ourselves not to eat sugar for 20 days, and report to each other when we would feel tempted. After restarting the pact 20 times, because we would relent to our cravings for 20 straight days, we decided to stop lying to ourselves.

That's why going cold turkey on dessert is a big thing for me.

#ThrowbackThursdays: Dessert > Flowers

One of the things I appreciated about a guy I dated was how he immediately picked up on my preference for dessert. On the first time he visited my place, he brought a small bonquet of flowers and a slice of cake. On the succeeding times, however, he only brought a single-stemmed rose, but more dessert. When I asked why, his response: "On the first time, you set aside the flowers and ate all the cake. I had to remind you to put them in a vase."

#YouKnowIt

#ThrowbackThursdays: Eats more fun with Siopitohs

One afternoon during our university days, my high school friends (our group was called Siopitohs) and I decided to get together for a trip to a restaurant in Manila's Chinatown. That was a busy part of the city and had more than its fair share of pick pockets, so I SMSed instructions to look simple. Lo and behold, we ALL came in white shirts and jeans. 

#ThrowbackThursdays: Pasta dinner date

One of the dates I fondly remember was one that I had on Chinese Valentines day when my friend invited me for dinner at his place.

We both arrived very late (I speed-walked to his flat and my flushed sweaty face managed a breathless 'hi.' when I entered the kitchen, where he hurriedly unloaded grocery bags). He did everything in speed and I tried to make myself useful by throwing away the discards, until he instructed me to stop touching stuff and sit down.