Inday puts the final nail in the coffin (so boring na), Part 2

So here’s the last letter Inday sent to Ricky Lo. (Really hope it’s the last one.)


It was never my intention to prolong it into the World War III level.
I am back for the last time, now the target of vicious lies and allegations, a leading lady to a teleserye of made-up stories.
I was warned that it is hard to win a war against those evil unless one is evil, too.
I should be afraid having no money and power to get legal assistance. Many offered to talk on my behalf, people not related but have been part of and witness to our family life.
And so having no need for a Limping Cockroach* to come out from a hole for a glimpse of light, I stand up unafraid to correct these vicious lies.

Gretchen ipis

To Tania:
You say you respect me. Please don’t—keep it—you need that for yourself. I don’t need respect from someone like you. I have plenty of it from where I come from.
I know who you are, what you are, but you shocked the world at how you could face the camera so professionally comfortable in lying to tell a story of more than 30 years ago as if you were there when it happened, as if you were part and parcel of our household when not even our cats and dogs know you—tsk, tsk, tsk!—lying to the hilt without batting an eyelash. Unless you were coached to read a prepared story.
1) No, Tania, it is never true that Gretchen’s tuition was not paid. School is top priority of our payables.
2) No money for recess and lunch? I don’t even want to dignify you on that since you are not a dignified one.
3) So you saw Gretchen with a bruise of black and blue? Do you want to insinuate that we did that to her? We have no history of violence. Don’t be dramatic. People might ask you to convince them some more and all these events of 30 years ago, huh?

Tanya Montenegro

To Mother Lily:
Yes, Mother Dearest, it is true that I was the one who used to pick up Gretchen’s checks because she was a minor, remember? But it is not true what you said that you know that not a cent went to her.
The cents went to pay for:
1) car
2) driver
3) yaya
4) gasoline
5) food
6) clothes
7) and others (kulang pa).
I hope you understand being a mother, too. And by the way, we still have the contract we signed with you.

Mother Lily Monteverde

To Robbie Tan:
Thank you, Robbie, for having given Gretchen more work because you thought she needed money for the family.
But for your information and correction, at age 18 she was no longer with us because she was already living in with Joey Loyzaga and our family was already in Iloilo. We did not use her money, period, same way you made good business from the projects you made for her. More power to you.
For the last time on Gretchen being the bread winner, this much I can say: How can she be when her father and I were alive and still are?


Accusations and lies that I want to address:
• Gretchen sent her siblings to school? Three of them were already out of school when she joined show business at age 14. The projects she had when she was still under my care were never enough to pay for our:
1) rent
2) electricity
3) food on the table
4) pay for the schooling—all of them on that meager income?

Gretchen Barretto

• The bill for Mr. Barretto’s first heart attack was paid for from a health insurance. The second heart attack that required a bypass, yes, was paid by Tonyboy Cojuangco, something which Gretchen never made us forget. I went to the billing section to settle the bill. I was told that it had already been paid from a PLDT account.
We are eternally grateful to Tony for that sincere generosity.

Gretchen and Tonyboy at Cinemalaya

Gretchen, yes, I am letting you go to set you free from the burden of being a part of our family.
Whatever else you want to exact from us to buoy up your portrayal of a damsel in distress that got you the sympathy and brought you to where you are now? Be happy. At least from this squabble, the truth has finally come out from the talks that have been going on behind our backs about you being an abused child admitted by you when you made sumbat through what you made Jayjay sign.
Joaquin BarrettoJoaquin Barretto's letter

Thank you that we are able to correct the lies before dad and I close our eyes and give back to your father the dignity he deserves for he really is an honest and principled person.
Again, for your sake, to remind you with no apologies for the lack of classy cars, bodyguards and bling-blings, our house, our home was what gave you these: A roof over your head, food in your stomach, clothes on your back and the love and care that you think is lacking when you were a nobody and had nothing. God be with you, as He is with us, now that the truth has set us free.
(Signed) Inday Barretto

*Special thanks to Ana Zamora for the limping cockroach drawing.

Inday puts the final nail in the coffin (we hope), Part 1

“Instagram is the new jologs.” —Carlo German

Hopefully, Gretchen Barretto’s contrived speech in yesterday’s The Buzz will be the last we’ll hear of the Barretto saga.
But before we post the video, many people have been asking, what exactly triggered the very public family feud?
It seems to have started in the jeje’s new social medium, Instagram.
Instagram used to be a cool and novel app, until it became available to Android, and was no longer exclusive to better educated Apple users (no offence, I am an Android user too).

As early as April 13, I became aware of the brewing Barretto feud when Fashion Pulis posted these screen caps which are no longer existing on Instagram.


Gretchen was apparently reacting to a troll’s Instagram hating on her niece Julia.
Gretchen seemed to assume the troll was none other than her youngest sister Claudine.
These comments triggered the official war when their mother Inday pledged allegiance to Claudine in an open letter published in Ricky Lo’s column in the Philippine Star.

(To be continued)

How to brainwash your kids’ musical taste

When I was a kid, we used to hang at my dad’s music room and listen to The Carpenters and Sergio Mendes on his hifi stereo, with matching bulky headphones.
When I was older, I’d hear his Frank Sinatra and Sarah Vaughan from his hi-tech speakers, till I ended up borrowing his CDs and knowing the songs by heart.
Now my dad simply gives me an iPod with thousands of his songs. I love Tony Bennett and Burt Bacharach along with Tears For Fears and Depeche Mode.

This summer my sons have been hanging out in my room the whole day, playing Minecraft. So I started playing Tears For Fears music videos, to hopefully brainwash them into liking my kind of music. :)

Tears for Fears

I told them I nearly married Roland Orzabal—the one my son Ben described as “buck-toothed.” LOL

Roland Orzabal

I was kidding of course.
“But mommy, don’t you find him ugly?”
“No. I really don’t. Talent is better than beauty. Besides, beauty is in the eye of the beholder,” I said.
My husband just shook his head.
To add to that craziness, I do the Mad World dance, which never fails to make Markus, 9, crack up.

Then there’s the Change dance which is like a mini-workout

Ben and I then fell into a discussion when I told him Tears For Fears was the greatest band on earth. He quickly said they can’t be because Psy it.
Say hwatt??
I was horrified. I cannot stand Psy anything.
“His music is insignificant,” I told Ben. “It’s just a fad song. It won’t matter years from now.”

But how can you explain that to an 11-year-old who knows that Psy has the numbers. His YouTube channel alone has 2,572,486,091 views as of this minute, while Tears For Fears doesn’t even have an official YouTube channel.
How sad if you compare this:

to this:

I know. I can’t win.
But I’m not gonna stop until they start humming along. Then we move on to Depeche Mode, Lotus Eaters, etc…

Visayan food festival at the Mandarin Oriental’s Paseo Uno

The Visayan region’s delicacies take center stage at the Mandarin Oriental, Manila’s Paseo Uno from May 6-12, 2013.
Chef Pauline Gorriceta-Banusing, renowned for representing Iloilo’s famous culinary scene, will prepare signature dishes in the lunch and dinner buffets, such as Kadios, Baboy at Langka—more popularly known as KBL (a tangy soup made with kadios beans, pork and jackfruit, soured with batuan seeds)

Kadios, Baboy at Langka

Chicken pancit molo

Chicken Pancit Molo

Lukon na may Aligue kag Paho, or fresh Aklan prawns with crab fat in garlic and scallions

Lukon na may Aligue kag Paho

Chicken Inasal—Iloilo’s most popular chicken dish, made even more special with Chef Pauline’s basting sauce, and a Batchoy station where guests can add their favorite ingredients to suit their taste.
A spread of traditional Ilonggo desserts and beverages are included in the daily buffet price of PHP 1,990+ or PHP2,450+ for the Luxury buffet—available for dinner on Friday and Saturday, and Sunday lunch.

Chef Pauline Gorriceta-Banusing

Chef Pauline trained at the Culinary Institute of America, New York, and the Institute of Culinary Education (formerly Peter Kump’s New York). In Iloilo, she operates four popular food establishments and a successful catering business.

For inquiries or reservations, call Paseo Uno at 750-8888 or email

How to get Slim at Home

“Only in the Philippines” used to be a term of ridicule. But nowadays, it can be a good a thing. A very good thing.
Last night this house manager was treated to a Lipo-Cavitation and Radio Frequency session care of Slim At Home.
Here’s what I walked into last night at 8 PM—my study room had been transformed into a spa with candle and funky iPod music.

Slim at Home

Wow. I’ve always wanted to do this, but find it too expensive, even with those online deals.
I once tried a similar service at home, but found it too messy and sticky with the plastic cover they put on my bed. Plus the technician kept scorching me. I just wanted each session to end.

Slim at Home was great! With aircon and darkened the room, I laid down on a massage bed with my tummy on top of a small metal plate, and slipped into pampering relaxation.
The initial noise doesn’t bother me. The whole session took about two hours. I didn’t sleep but checked my phone, read for a little bit, closed my eyes and thought how lucky I am.

lipocav for thighs

The first procedure was Lipo-Cavitation—a non-invasive method that directs high-energy ultrasound waves to fat cells beneath the skin. The ultrasound waves cause microbubbles in and around the fat cell, eventually causing the cells to rupture, release, and be expelled through the body naturally.

Lipo cavitation machine

This was followed by RF or Radio Frequency waves, which produce heat to rearrange and stimulate the formation of collagen fibers to tighten and renew the skin.

RF machine

Check out before and after pictures (obviously this is not me or my underwear)

Before and After our Advance Lipocavitation and Thermaslim P

Got back fat? Say goodbye after many treatments, improved diet, and exercise.

patient results waistline

After doing my thighs, we did my face—however I do not recommend this to anyone.
The treatment was brief (about four minutes) but the sound was too much to endure. I felt like I was going to be deaf or blind. I wanted it to end! But I also wanted to see if it would work.
After the treatment it felt like I had bionic ears! I could actually hear the crumpling of tissue paper—who the hell hears that? I was so freaked out.
Today my hearing is not yet 100% but getting there. Not sure if this is due to my cough, but I really don’t want to go through it again.

Overall, I love the whole idea of Slim At Home and highly recommend it. It will take time before I see results because you’re not supposed to do it everyday. Every four days is recommended.

Different treatments and packages can be customized according to your needs and budget, along with easy and convenient modes of payment.
Customers can also request an initial visit from Slim At Home doctor who will make sure you’re fit for treatments.
For questions, contact Slim At Home owner Happy Ongpauco-Tiu at (0917) 890-1225. Or book through Aileen at 0917-885-SLIM (7546).
To know more about the complete range of treatments, go to or like them on Facebook.

Cake galore!

I turned a year older yesterday.
I don’t really like announcing my birthday because I get so tired trying to thank everyone who greets me. But it’s really sweet. I read every message. Some make me cry and some touch me in a warm, fuzzy way.
I feel guilty not answering all of them. Because if I do, I would spend the whole day just thanking people.

Yesterday I had so many cakes!
The first one was given by my son Christian, who came up to my room with his electronic cake that sings. The candles actually “extinguish” when you blow them. He’s so sweet…

Birthday cake

No birthday of mine is complete without a Jollibee cake. I would be really disappointed if this doesn’t come, hehe.

Birthday cake

Some friends from a hotel sent me a cake I didn’t get to eat because it came hot and deconstructed.
At first I thought the hotel had sent me a special cake that looked like ruins, because I like that. Then I realized it really was ruined! So I asked the delivery guy about it. He said he may have encountered a hump along the way.
I felt sorry for him so I didn’t complain. Also because I don’t want them to make him pay for it.
So in this case, it’s really the thought that counts. :)


My friend Van sent me the sweetest cake from The Royal Picadilly. Everyone who saw it was simply amazed.

Birthday cake

I loved that the cake had my loved ones on it, plus a cake on top of a cake!

Birthday cake

My friend Grace also gave me a caramel cake from Costa Brava (R), not Estrel’s :)

Birthday cake

The caramel cake is still in the chiller thought, because I am eating this cake given by my friend Anthony.
When I first saw the cake, I thought it looked like the ruins. So me!

Birthday cake

My friends and I dug in and guessed correctly—that the coffee crunch cake is by Mrs. Yulo of Forbes Park.
Tons better than Red Ribbon (jeje). Cedric called it the Coachella cake because it reminds him of the dessert.
I was so happy I had four slices last night and three slices today. I’ll work it all out starting tomorrow.

Birthday cake

Finally, Jude and Yodel art directed this cake platter. It is a sight to behold.

Birthday cake

It got me scrambling in the kitchen for the heavy silver tray Jeroen and I received at our wedding more than 12 years ago. I found it in mint condition in our kitchen cupboard.

There were a couple of other cakes that arrived just before I left the house. I wasn’t able to take a picture, but I want to thank you for the cakes, flowers, presents and well wishes. For those of you wondering, yes I share them with the people at home. There are 13 of us here.

Funny how the older I get, the more I like cake.

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