I’m a fish that needs a bicycle, skinny jeans and an engineering degree.
I’ve been working for a power utility company for a few years now. Although I’m not an electrical engineer (and I do not have grand illusions of becoming one), I somehow write about high-voltage lines, towers, transformers, and substations on a daily basis. Food-tripping, random blogging, and writing lifestyle articles on the side keep me sane. Oddly enough, I’ve grown to like my day job so much that line trippings already excite me as much as food trippings.
My love for food and all delicious amusing things in life shows in my hips (and in this weblog). This is not exactly a food blog and I don’t claim to be an expert on anything but at this day and age when tone-deaf people plug their ears to ipod and sing to their heart’s content at public places, I guess I’m allowed to inflict my personal writings on unsuspecting web surfers.
When I’m not churning out press releases, swooning over a boy, whining or sighing like an ovulating woman on a full moon, fitting my hips and big fat ass into jeans, attempting to do yoga, hiphop abs and bellydance (all at the same time hahah), subjecting my hair to chemical abuse, watching obscure movies dubbed in a foreign language, looking for a decent date or amusing myself with some other stuff, I realize that I do read and write a lot, usually about food, cooking, and eating.
Prior to working for my present employer, I spent a year writing for a food and dining website then two years doing PR work for a hotel. Although I’ve since moved on and changed industries, I miss writing articles for the lifestyle beat and would like to jumpstart a freelance writing career. My former boss MF says I should invent a recipe for “kinuryenteng manok” and write about it. Still working on it. (Dear reader, let me know if you could help me with that recipe. )
Hope you find bits and pieces of this site helpful or at the very least, amusing.
As we always say when we close memos and other official correspondence:
“Thanks and best regards!” 
