The numbers don't lie but I don't want to die ( I mean, go on a diet.).

Home-made pizza. 

With a new year upon us, people ( well, some anyway ) get into this habit of doing the "resolution" thing. And always, most of the time, it is geared towards getting fit--say like, exercise more, eat healthier and so on and so forth. I think it is a commendable undertaking, one that requires a strong resolve and commitment. Something that I'm not too keen on taking on.

I'm a "food person", whatever that means-- the only thing I can come up with, as some kind of an explanation, is that I love to eat. I rarely say "No" to food. I am all for it. And to be hungry is something I don't want to get in to because "I'm not myself when I'm hungry." ( To quote a Snickers chocolate bar ad. )

So, for obvious reasons I can't go on a "diet" or try to follow one because I know I'd end up not doing it. A few years ago, I put on excess pounds, that got me the moniker "Pooh" and "Panda". I was so fat that I was mistaken for being pregnant. And one time, when I had to buy a shirt and needed a size past large, I was directed to check out the men's section. Embarrassing, I know. But it took me awhile to realize that I need to do something about it.

I get to play with my food and eat it too.

Anyway, I did lose weight. And what drastic moves I did, you wonder. For starters, I didn't "starve" myself. By this, I mean, I didn't skip meals. I even eat more. I think the only thing I did different was I started running. And to have the energy to do so, I need to eat more.

For me, food is too hard to pass up, especially desserts. I have this reasoning that, I should eat and enjoy food while I still can and not worry too much about calories. I'm not saying that I eat like there's no tomorrow or in excess. Of course, there's always the second helping but I know when to stop when I've had enough. Just because I profess to love food and eating, doesn't mean that I'd eat anything there is. I have reservations too, mind you.

I also enjoy an occasional drink or two.

I don't step on the scale every day to check my weight and fuss about it. It's pointless. One thing I know for sure is that, it is nowhere near the ideal weight that I should be in, especially if I want to run faster. Of late, I've been bogged down with this idea---lose weight---just so I can run a bit faster than what I normally do. An acquaintance told me that running is easier when you're lighter. Now, that got me thinking too.

But really, no amount of resolve will stop me from having another slice of cheesecake or a couple more biscuits. Or an extra butter tart or another piece of fruit cake. Perhaps when I get so desperate ( I'm not sure when that will be though.), I'd put blinders on or stuff my nose so I'd be oblivious to the sight and smell in the kitchen.

For now, I'd enjoy food as I can. And run on the side, I guess.:-)

My cheesecake love affair, I wish I know how to quit you.

I have a sweet tooth, that much I can say. I love desserts of which I rarely get to indulge before. So, desserts of all kinds---I'm all for it. I can't exactly remember when I first had cheesecake but I'm sure it was when I moved in with my "adopted" family in Cowichan Bay.

Amarula Cheesecake. The best one I've ever had and much more so because Rita made it for my birthday. 

I am fortunate to enjoy the kind that you don't get from the store. The ones I have had were all made from scratch. And what's more cool about it, is I'm there to witness the whole process. Then afterward, I get to lick bowls and spoons.

Lemon-Lime Cheesecake. I don't know about you, but to say "No, thanks." to this is crazy. 

Cheesecake is not something to be devoured. For me, it is delicate, so you just don't go and dig in. The "melt-in-your-mouth" sensation has to be enjoyed at leisure. Like any other desserts, it is loaded with tons of calories that any sane individual try to avoid ( at all costs ). I, on the other hand, become oblivious to the caloric content of my new-found love and lose myself in it. Calories? To heck with it.

Here's hoping for more cheesecake in the years to come. :-)

...will miss them like crazy...

favorite fries

my Nanay's "benignit"

I " heart" Halo-halo

bagoong rice... I like

there's "Nai Cha" like no other

Tofu Biryani

eat up!!!

More to come.....

...my take on this...

Does your house have a communal bookshelf? If not, is your bookshelf centrally located so everyone has access to it?

 In my folks' place, there is some sort of a shelf, attached on a portion of the living room wall where books are placed. Anyone in the family have access to it but then it's only my aunt and I who are into reading. Some of the books there where from my collection and some from my aunt. 

At present, I live away from home but my bedroom is such a small place that I put my books anywhere. Some are piled on one corner of the room. The one I'm currently reading, can be seen anywhere in my room, depending on where I put it last---on the bed, on my chair or on the table. No one has access to it except me.

...broken House...

"I want to deal with my problems some place where I can get a decent cappuccino."

Even before the last episode of season 5 ended, I was already looking forward for season 6. I'd spent countless hours, catching up all 5 seasons of House.

Watching House again, with his signature sarcastic attitude, is like a breath of fresh air. The first time I saw him on TV, I thought to myself, this is one doctor I'm going to like big time.

"We're all pathetic. It's what makes everything interesting."