I love what I do for a living, but these last ten years, I’ve done a very poor job of separating how I make a living from, well, actually living. So cliched, millenial and first world, huh? Yet, the struggle is so so real, and I’m hoping you’ll allow me to be honest and raw with all the real talk, random musings, and maybe even recipes (because I love food and alliterations) you’ll find here.
Thus, it’s important to say that everything you’ll find here (amidst the gadgets and gizmos a-plenty) are my thoughts and opinions alone, and do not reflect the thoughts, opinions, values, doctrines, mantras, rules, regulations, etc. of anyone else I love, admire, cherish, am affiliated or associated with, or have represented/ worked for at one point in time (cue song here). Especially my grandma, Inang the Great. She’s my angel lady and I won’t have you messing with her.
Additionally, my Twitter feed is garbage and my Instagram is full of food and Grandma photos (you’re welcome).