it’s not that i was just dying to go. it was fine with me to miss it but let’s just say a month of waiting for the day of the event with the promise of eating “authentic filipino street food” kind of got me excited. you know what i mean? because, let’s be honest, the first thing i saw on their flyer was the food. second was the name of the festival. the third was the dancing fan lady, but that was only because i took a closer look. like, really fuckin’ studied the printed details as if i was gonna be quizzed on it.
so forgive my hyperactive imagination when i fantasized endless stalls with clouds of barbecue smoke dense enough to make you cry — either from the pain of the smoke stinging your eyes, or from the ecstasy of that wonderfully unique smell of barbecue sauce a true-blue filo has the superhuman ability to sniff from miles away. yep, as far as barbecues are concerned, we’re like freaking sharks!
but reality was so much different from my hopes and dreams. heck, it was even a far cry from what was printed on their ad! sure, there were filo non-food stuff going on there but i went for the food so i’ll base my opinions on that.
to be fair, it wasn’t like they had zero filo food stalls. but to only have three (on my count) can be quite a disappointment too, especially when it seemed as if there were more offerings of vietnamese food than filo ones. not that i don’t love viet cuisine but, you know, if that’s what they had then i could’ve just easily gone to springvale.
i hate to sound whiny and i probably already do as it is so let’s wrap things up with a summary, shall we?
okay, so i had indian food in a philippine festival because the filo food stalls were few and the lines were ridiculously long. and although i was hanging to have barbecue, the fact that it’s not a very healthy choice to begin with, compounded by the possibility of me contracting gastric ulcer from queuing forever wasn’t exactly an appealing combo. add in swollen varicose veins into the mix and you got a trifecta. #bitter
but it wasn’t that bad, really. because after waiting 15 minutes in line, a friend and i got to eat halo-halo, though. nevermind that they charged us $2 more on top of the $8 just so we could have ube ice cream on top instead of the melted vanilla ones they were serving to everyone else.
on the bright side, it was 31 degrees on that sunday so the weather was as tropical as you could get. we hung out with a few friends who were more than happy to look after raven while jenice, jeff, and i went to buy gelato. another one of the day’s irony.
*raven at 6 months old
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Lol. Filo food wasn’t star attraction. Can understand you were disappointed 😦 It seems odd, more like a many-cultures kind of festival. But good to hear you got to eat some ice-cream and hope it tasted better than good 😀 LOL and then gelato afterwards. That sounded like a highlight of the day 😂
oh, it definitely was. i mean, it wasn’t much but to have a “nothing much” as the highlight of the day is synonymous to settling because really, there’s nothing else. geez, i still sound so bitter about it! hahahaha.
moving on…
how was your weekend? pretty hot, hey?
LOL. I hope your next festival of the like will be better 🙂
I loved my weekend. Loved the warm weather. Went to the beach. Blogged. Sat around. It was very good 🙂
that sounds like a dream, alright! the beach is always a good place to hit when the sun gets too hot. well, in theory, it is. but sometimes when you’re actually there, the heat can get unbearable and you suddenly find yourself scrambling for shade where it’s a little more cooler. or maybe that’s just me. because i’ve seen all these people sunbathing in what felt like volcanic heat to me and i don’t know where they got the superhuman power to endure it.
speaking of blogs, i was at savers several weeks back browsing through books when i saw one that was very similar to the topic of your blog. something about being asian in australia. it immediately reminded me of you. and that if we were neighbors, i would’ve bought it for you already. hehe.
You summed up my thoughts on the beach so well. Under the sun I actually feel so much hotter than being in the shade – even at the beach where the wind is blowing. I was wearing a hoodie and a hat at the beach on the weekend, and the weather was like 20’C. I did wear flip flops and my feet ended up getting sunburnt. LOL 😀
Haha, very nice of you to think of me. I don’t live too far from Argyle Square and thought from my place that Lygon St was a bit noisy over the weekend. Your blog post explained the noise…I could have come and said Hi 🙂
anything “being asian in australia” and you immediately come to mind. as far as i’m concerned, your blog has become like one of those lines on tv ads that plays on your head when prompted by a trigger. hehehe. the line that’s doing my head in at the moment is, “should’ve gone to specsavers!” lol.
it would be nice to meet you someday. but mind you, as chatty as i can be on my blog, i’m actually quite shy. lol. but, yeah, it would be lovely to meet the face behind your blog. =)
And it would be lovely to meet you too. I am sure I am more shy. I don’t like to say very much at all :’D
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Awe these are so sweet. I love all your sweet photos and posts. 💜💜
thank you, michelle! =)