Old School

My mom said something funny after buying a pair of Margiela flats last Sunday.
“Type ko to. Gusto kong mag-groovy for a change,” she told my dad.

Margiela flats

Groovy. I haven’t heard that word in years.
“The last time I heard that was in Scooby Doo,” pointed out my sister Ana, 21.

Scooby Doo

I remember the first time I heard the word “type” to mean “like.”
It was the ’70s. My parents and I were watching Miss Philippines on our black and white TV, and my dad points out a contestant and says, “Ayan. Type ko yan.”
I was confused. The image I had in my head was a typewriter.

I bought a typewriter

I had a recent conversation with my sons about the word “epic,” which I hate.
“Epic” to them means “great” or “awesome.” While to me it means “long narrative poem with a hero. You know, like Iliad, Odyssey, Homer?” I told my kids.


Unfortunately, this was the Homer my son had in mind.


So what are the words our parents still say that sound funny to us?
I made a survey on Twitter and found out my folks are just as funny as your folks.

SM Shoemart. My son asked me why some people call SM Shoemart. I told him SM stands for Shoemart because the owner of Shoemart, who happens to be the richest man in the Philippines, Mr. Henry Sy, didn’t have shoes while growing up. So he worked hard until he opened a shoe store, which became a department store, which became a mall and so on. And the name SM Shoemart stuck, as in we’ve got it all for you.

Copon bond or coupon bond.
Some folks actually call it kokomban, in reference to bond paper.

bond paper

According to Investopedia, a coupon bond is “a debt obligation with coupons attached that represent semiannual interest payments. Also known as a bearer bond.”

Coupon bond

That said, I still don’t know why people call it coupon bond.

Kendle. This kind.


Scissor Salad. Back in the ’70s, it was a popular dish in my grandmother’s house.

Caesar Salad

Chit. Not the play money you use to pay in the school canteen or fair. “Chit” is another word for “check” or “bill.”

cheque please

Jingle. Not referring to Christmas bells, but referring to a call of nature, as in “Teka muna. Jumi-jingle pa siya.”

Manneken Pis

Picha pie. You know, like Shakey’s.

Every year I have to have a heart pizza

Cutex. That’s ’70s for nailpolish

massini magic attraction

Kwacker Oats. They’re good for you.

Friendly foods from the Quaker Oats Company | Aliments amicales du Quaker Oats Company

Prigider. Taken from an old brand of refrigerators.

Frigidaire Refrigerator Life Magazine Advertisement November 1965

Colgate. A generic name for toothpaste—even if it’s Close Up.

Colgate Toothpaste

Station waygon. A popular car in the ’70s with a roof extended to the back.

Station Wagon DSC_0038

Transistor. What everyone used to listen to music, news, and dramas.

Vintage Channel Master Two-Band (AM/FM) Transistor Radio, Model 6518, Made in Japan

Nessels Cream. Puede ring Nessels Crunch.

Nestle Reduced Cream
Nestle Crunch bar wrapper - More Fun to Munch - 1970's

Johnson’s buds for cotton buds. I still say Q-tips.

Careful, Mom, if that's for me...make sure it's made by Johnson's

Combo. Not your spaghetti and chicken meal at McDonalds, but a band, like rock band.

Hotdog band

Step-in. Backless footwear, or mules

Berkemann sandals

AC/DC for bisexual. Another funny term for bisexual: silahis.


or “sward” for “gay” (Scan: Video 48)


Mens, meaning monthly period. Or Kotex, for sanitary pads.


Pogi, for handsome—but hey, I still say that


Reduce, pronounced “rejuice,” as in, “Kailangan mo nang mag-rejuice. Meaning, diet.

I'm Dieting to Lose Weight

Parlor. Another word for beauty salon.

be beautiful for him

Shettle’s Best :)

Seattle's Best





Other words that will date you: Maong (denim)

Bang Bang jeans

Charol (patent leather) or “wet look”

patent leather dress shoes 2

Pentel pen (marker)

Pentel Pen

Bomba or bold for nudity

Silip movie


postcard - Sweden House Smorgasbord

Anything else I missed?

Meet Chinie Diaz

Staying in for Holy Week?
It’s been a while since I’ve recommended another blog. I just recently found one that I thought was worth sharing—one you might want to go through over the long weekend.
I stumbled upon Chinie Hidalgo Diaz’s blog by accident and ended up clicking the “Random” button again and again—it’s a Tumblr feature that brings you to random entries on someone’s blog.
Her cartoons remind me of my sister Ana who sometimes draws the day’s events in her blog.


I love how Chinie deals with haters on her blog.
Here’s a sample entry:

Haters Gonna Hate. Bashers Gonna Bash. That’s Fab.

So I got another reader request yesterday. Well okay, it wasn’t exactly a request. It was more like hate mail, with a question.

I’ve been getting quite a bit of that ever since I wrote this controversial post — which I really had no idea was going to be so controversial. But oh well, live and learn. So yes, I get quite a bit of this now:

Lovely. Just lovely. 

So anyway I’m never quite sure how to respond — or if I even should — but I realized that my answer to the most recent one actually made me happy! So let’s do this!  Here’s what the reader asked:

Lovely. Just lovely.
And since the issue seemed to hinge on my drawing, I decided to answer IN DRAWINGS. :)
So here goes…
Answer #1:

Answer #2:

Answer #3:

See, here’s the thing, dear. I don’t draw or write because I think I’m particularly good at it. 
I do it because it makes me happy.
If it makes other people smile, that makes me even happier. If it makes others angry for some reason, that doesn’t really detract from my own joy in what I do. And being able to do what gives you joy… well, that’s FAB. At 40+ or any age.
But I do thank you for your feedback, because as SuperBianca said in the Social Good Summit…

Have a happy day, everyone! Go forth and be FAB. :)


I wish I had her attitude towards haters. I became an instant fan.
After reading many of her entries, I wanted to know more and found her on Twitter.
Chinie, a former teacher, now works as a copywriter and creative director of a direct marketing company. She also contributes to Rappler every other Monday.
She started drawing only last year!
“I honestly had no idea I could even draw until I started playing Draw Something,” she shared.
“I don’t normally include a lot of detail, so each drawing usually takes just a few minutes. In general a blog post will take me about an hour or hour and a half, but more of that is spent on thinking and writing than drawing. I’m not really one of those people who plan their blog posts in advance. Most days when I wake up I have absolutely no idea what I’m going to blog about.”


But why is her cartoon self always in a duster? I really wanna know. Is it a duster?
“Hahaha! I’d like to say that the real reason is that it’s the easiest to draw, but the truth is I really dress like that most days. Duster at home and a comfy, baggy.. este.. flowy dress when out. But hey, my dusters and dresses are cute ha! I just can’t be bothered to draw different dress details each day,” she said.

So here’s the link to her blog. Enjoy the holidays! Happy long weekend!

Holy week 2013: what’s closed and what’s open?

In a nutshell, almost everything is closed on Maundy Thursday and Good Friday. Except for some restaurants in Greenhills and Newport Mall, which is open on Thursday.
To see is to believe, so I went around looking for mall schedules online.
Aside from checking out your nearest mall, have fun looking at the different graphic designs :)

Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf


Market! Market!
Open on March 28 and 29, 2013:
Moshi Koshi Noodle Boss, Seafood Island, North Park, Goodah!!!, Mini Stop, Café de Lipa

market market

Alabang Town Center

alabang town center

Eastwood Mall


Festival Mall

festival mall

Greenhills Shopping Center
Greenhills 2
Greenhills 1

Lucky Chinatown

lucky chinatown

Market! Market!




Power Plant Mall






For the expats
and for Pepper Lunch lovers


Estrel’s is not gold

A door greeter is someone who welcomes visitors and customers as they arrive at a restaurant, retail store, or other businesses. The greeter may also bid people farewell as they exit the premises.
Their job frequently calls them to provide answers to questions regarding store hours, merchandise location, and the like. But most of all they are supposed to make the customer feel welcome upon entering the store.

In Manila, we don’t really have greeters. We have security guards.
At S&R there are greeters and security guards, but their main purpose is to check your bag and your membership card.
Last week I was in Quezon City to take my son to a vision and hearing test required for school.
After the exam he wanted french fries and ketchup, so we made a quick drive through Jollibee.
I was still holding my pack of fries when I saw the sign Estrel’s from the car.
I had never seen the Estrel’s mothership, and the sign that said “Since 1946” made me very excited.
I told the driver to make a U-turn.


Estrel’s is a caramel cake I’ve come to know through dinner parties at home. Grace, who lives in QC, used to bring them until she had a bad experience after many years.
Estrel’s are the prettiest, daintiest cakes you’ll ever see. But I might add, they are prettier than they taste.
I think I like them more because they remind me of my grandmother’s simple, homemade cakes, God bless her.

Estrel's caramel cake

The thing with Estrel’s is you can’t just walk in, buy a cake and walk out.
There are rules: You have to order three days in advance, you have to pay a deposit. The rules are listed here.
That sounds fine to me, a would-be customer. What I didn’t appreciate was how the security guard greeted me.
It wasn’t a hi, hello, or good afternoon. Instead he said, “Anong sadya niyo?”
“What?” I said, clutching my bag and fries.
May pi-pickup-in ba kayo?”
Bawal yan dito,” he was eyeing my fries.
Ganon? Hindi ko naman kakainin dito.
I really didn’t want to throw the fries or walk away. I just wanted to see the store.

Normally you’re not allowed to eat in the supermarket or a clothing store for obvious reasons. But a cake shop that doesn’t even sell cakes to go??
I ignored the guard and pushed the door open. Once inside I saw the strangest cake shop scene of people behind desks taking orders from customers seated in front. No pretty cakes on display. Just desks, people, and papers.
Nobody greeted me. Nobody said, hi, may I help you? Nobody looked up and smiled. It had the warmth of a gestapo office.

So I left. On the way out I got myself a leaflet but not without telling the guard how I felt:
“Anong bang tinitinda niyo diyan? Ginto??”
I couldn’t believe what serious business it was to order an Estrel’s cake. No wonder Grace stopped bringing them.
I was so upset I started tweeting in the car.
Since presscons are all the rage in Manila (what with Kris Aquino and her sisters and Heart Evangelista’s parents), someone suggested I call a press conference to talk about Estrel’s.
Of course that sort of thing wouldn’t happen in real life, so I asked my sister Ana to draw me and my sisters in a presscon.
“Inapi ako ng guard sa Estrel’s! Huhuhuhu….”
My sister Diday is in the middle, my sister Ana, the artist is at right.
Makes you wonder how a place like Estrel’s has lasted since 1946 with this kind of service.

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