Lunch out at Cyma

I should’ve blogged this yesterday but I was kind of “out of it” so anyway, it just so happened that we all didn’t bring food for lunch so we decided to eat out. After giving it a lot of thought, we decided to go to Shangri-La Edsa Plaza Mall. We then proceeded to the Ledge at the 6th floor to look for a place to eat, somewhere we haven’t tried before. Then came a suggestion, “Let’s try Cyma”. So we went in and got seated. Great ambience. But we noticed that the crowd was composed mostly of slightly older people. No yuppies. Anyway, we decided to order a salad and a pasta for sharing amongst our group. For the salad, we ordered the Family Style Greek Salad with Traditional Greek Vinaigrette. It had mixed greens, red cabbage, tomatoes, capers, cucumber, Feta cheese, pine nuts, bow-tie pasta, and black olives. I loved it, though at first bite it strongly tasted of oregano.  We got it in Family size and the serving was really big.  There was 6 of us but we almost couldn’t finish it. Pardon the pictures. A 2-megapixel camera phone + shaky hands = not so good photos.

Family Style Greek Salad, Php660

Then for the pasta, we got the Garides mi Feta Spaghetti (Greek Gambas Pasta).  We also ordered this in Family size. It’s roasted shrimps with tomatoes, Feta cheese, spaghetti and some grated Parmesan cheese. It’s a little on the sour side, just the way spaghetti should be. I loved the very generous serving of shrimps. Although some appeared to be old or overcooked since they were hard to peel.

Garides mi Feta Spaghetti, Php780

We also ordered two Chicken Gyros, one with Roasted Potatoes. It has tomatoes, red onions, Tzatziki (I think this was the sauce) wrapped in pita bread. According to the menu, this is Cyma’s Best! It is great indeed. The pita bread appeared to be wheat and was thick and soft. Yummy!

Chicken Gyro with Roasted Potatoes, Php 160 for the Gyro then add Php 100 for the potatoes

It sort of felt like a farewell lunch because two of the “resignees” (if there is such a word) were with us. I guess it really was. Oh, and thanks “pren” for subsidizing the bill. Good food, good people, good times! 🙂


My Manasmi

Last night before sleeping, I shed tears because I knew that things will be really different starting today. I couldn’t contain my sadness. This morning, the tears fell again. But for a different reason. My maternal grandmother is in the hospital. I call her my “manasmi”. I was shocked. I thought she was at the peak of health even at her age. She was a really strong woman.  I can’t imagine her confined to a hospital bed. God, I hope she’s alright. Or that she will be  soon. I’m not yet ready for… I would rather not discuss it. Let’s not go there. Please pray for her. I really miss her. She was the one who took care of me when I was young. My father was overseas and my mom was working in Manila. I was left in her care, and my uncles. I was the only “apo” and “pamangkin” on their side of the family for so long. I feel a little lost right now…

I wish I'd see her this happy when we visit her tomorrow.

—  Manasmi,

Please be okay.


Being Left Behind Is Always The Hardest Part…

Given the choice, I’d always rather be the one to leave than the one that’s left behind. But life doesn’t always work out that way. There are times when it’s all okay, no hard feelings, no big deal. But there are times when it’s a bit hard to accept. Like now. So allow me to talk about him.

Early last year, I left my old job and almost immediately found a new one. I love it here. I love the environment, the people. That’s always a big plus factor for me. I became part of the “lunch table” people. During our lunch break, they would set up this monoblock table on a small space beside the test area and bring out the monoblock chairs. We didn’t really talk that much since I was still new, so I was kind of quiet.  Eventually, I loosened up. We used to go out and drink almost everyday, well, not really. But it was rather frequent. I think that’s when we really bonded.  More so because we both live in the South and would usually go home together after those drinking sessions (with 2 other “South people“). Us being friends sort of came as a surprise to me because when I was still new I was kind of afraid of him. I thought he was “mayabang” and “malakas ang dating“. Even the way he walked around was as if he owned the world. But first impressions do not really last. Soon, I found out we jived. We’re not the usual type of friends. I mean, we’re not always together. We rarely text. And we don’t talk on the phone. But we are friends, no doubt about that. He has stood by me, and never hesitated to extend help when I need it. He has always been there whatever it is I am going through, happy or sad, with the right advice. He has been very kind to me to the point “na nahihiya na ako sa kanya” but he told me not to feel that way. He said if we are really friends that should be nothing. I guess he is right. He has been a great “pren” to me. I have a lot of shortcomings but still I am very much happy that he still considers me one of his closest friends. I know that his leaving the office will not entail an end to our friendship but I can’t help but feel sad because I know I will miss him terribly. I will miss the way his saliva is shooting all over the place. I will miss the times he would fart on my face while I’m sitting here at my desk. I will miss the times he would help me with my internet and e-mail problems. I will miss his “sungit” moments especially in the morning when he first comes in. I will miss his “pang-aasar“. I will miss the times I would go to his desk just to make “kulit“. I will miss the times we would work overtime and order food. I will miss the “yosi“+”kwentuhan“. I will miss his overly ripped Guess jeans (haha!). I will miss eating lunch with him. I will miss the drives home, all the things we talk about, his words of wisdom. We can talk about anything, really. From Philippine transportation to body odor; our secrets, pet peeves, anything. And I really learn a lot of things from him because he is never selfish with his knowledge. Things will be very different come next week Saturday. His seat would be empty when I pass by. I would no longer see the top of his head when I take a peek from the other side of the divider. I will no longer see him everyday, only once in a while (if at all). I will miss him, period. Being left behind is always the hardest part… 😦


New Moon

Okay, so I watched New Moon last Friday, but it’s only now that I thought of giving a reaction. New Moon is definitely way better than Twilight. It’s the darkest book in the series but the movie is really good. Probably because it has lots of action. And of course, there’s Jacob’s abs. Yummy! His nose was kind of distracting though. But then, who cares when you’ve got the abs to stare at? There were some dragging parts of course. But all in all, it’s still a good movie. Oh, and did I mention Jacob’s abs? *drool*



In everything, we have the free will to make our own choices.  But if we are given this much freedom, how come may of us are finding it hard to exercise this wonderful right to choose? For one thing, if we don’t like a certain TV show, we can always opt to change the channel or turn off the TV. Another thing, if we don’t like the things someone writes about, we can stop reading. We always just gotta look the other way. It’s not illegal to voice out our opinions, as what I am doing now, but at least avoid bashing.  You don’t like it, we like it, let’s learn to live with that. You like it, we don’t like it, let’s leave it at that.