Yes, things are moving briskly here at the Whiskey Forge.

Growing up in the American Midwest, my exposure to Filipino food was limited to a few family friends. I got more of a taste for it in Philadelphia and once had a wild ride in London after being rescued from a predatory drag queen by a trio of Pinoy sailors who adopted me for the night and hauled me from restaurant to restaurant feeding me the food of their youth. Settled now in California, I have the great fortune to have become close with a few groups of Filipino friends. I have learned never to say no to lumpia and that Filipino bartenders make some of the best tropical drinks out there.
So I was happy to run across Aileen's site. I'll continue to check in now and then, but as I ready myself for the boozefest that is Tales of the Cocktail, I'll be mulling over one of her lines: "When was the last person in your family a farmer?"
I have no idea. But now I'm curious.
Goes well with:
- Kitchen Kwetno
- Aileen on Twitter
- (Me on Twitter for that matter)
- Tales of the Cocktail
1 comment:
That's one way to simultaneously discover London and Filipino cuisine...sounds like one long night. As the years go by, food IS memory.
There is a very good upscale Filipino restaurant in Amsterdam (or at least there was when I lived there two years ago), which left me wondering why the cuisine hasn't made greater inroads.
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