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Over at lunch, while I was eating liempo (marinated, deep fried, thinly-sliced pork slices), Apple (a co-employee) reaches for some of my ulam.

Apple: Do you know why this tates great?
Me: Why?
Apple: Vetsin. The food's loaded with it. Can't you taste it?
Me: No ... is it really? We stopped using vetsin years ago when we learned it was cancerous.
Apple: Us too.
Me: We use chicken or beef cubes instead for tinola and other dishes.
Apple, in a matter-of-fact tone: Those types of food additives are also heavy on vetsin.
Me, with eyebrows raised: Really?

After lunch, I sat on my cubicle and asked my other female companions:
Me: Is it true that chicken and beef cubes have vetsin in them?
Pauline and Lorrie together: Yup, loads of it.

I'm flabbergasted.

Where did one peso go?

Three friends ate at a restaurant. Their total bill was 25 pesos, so each shelled-out 10 pesos. The change was thus 5 pesos. A peso each was returned and the remaining 2 pesos was given to the waiter as a tip.

Now for the calculation:
How much did each person give? 9 pesos (that's 10 pesos less 1 peso returned).
9 pesos x 3 persons = 27 pesos
27 pesos + 2 pesos for the waiter = 29 pesos.

Never mind that these three persons found the nerve to tip 2 pesos only, but they originally had 30 pesos and the total is now 29 pesos. Where did 1 peso go?

Into this blogsite I shall pour forth my rants and what-nots, questions that bug me, and inspirations that motivate me, of food that I love and hate, of movies that come and go, of anything under the sun that does not seem to fit with my other blogs.