At least no rice!

the FEAST...not all are captured.

This is what greeted us when we arrived at our Lola Thelma's 60th Birthday party in their cozy home at Jem Homes, Tandang Sora.

Such a feast, I should say, and no attendee was conscious about their diet. What's wonderful was everyone just let go of their inhibitions and tried to eat ALL that is served. Gluttony. Gluttony at its best.Even after finishing a plate, we'd return to this table and see what else we haven't tasted.

I commend the lechon. (see the head of the pig saying hello? yes, he was good. your death was worth it mr. piggy. You're the best!) The lechon is the best and the star of the table. Crispy skin, oily meat but migosh..unlike other lechons, it's so savory. This coming from a non-lechon fan because I find the others taste like it's not properly cooked.

In my haste to eat and try all, I forgot to take a photo. This is grabbed from my cousin's, Martin Bautista, twitpic of the table.

Other notable dishes? Their infamous fish fillet and tartar sauce. Only yesterday did I find out that that was the dish they've been bringing to our Christmas reunions except for last year when I requested for Lola Thelma's carbonara.

For dessert, an ice cream bar was set-up near the drinks bar in the patio/den of the house. They had the usual, Vanilla Ice Cream and Chocolate Ice Cream, and rare ones, Buko Sherbet and Buko Lychee Sherbet, which my cousin, Mikey, said looks like the ice from inside the freezer. But he too, despite having compared the sherbet to an inedible substance, loved it and went back for seconds which he rarely does.

The cakes served (because there were others but were kept for private consumption) were Estrelle's Caramel Cake and a Contis' chocolate cake creation. Estrelle's never fail to give you that heavenly caramel buttery icing and a melt-in-your-mouth cake after devouring fatty and oily foods. It makes life make sense, after all. I tried a slice of Contis's cake and it gives you a feeling total opposite of Estrelle's but equally good. This makes you feel so devilish and evil that you know it will end up in your ass but just can't stop at one bite.


After engorging and a cancer stick or two, we just propped ourselves on the couches and watched Burlesque. Buhay Baboy (The pig's life) eat and sleep.

Until the next family affair.

Au revoir.