PAL serves good meals on board. They make their passengers fatter.
I think this is my heaviest weight so far 129 lbs. I breached my self-imposed weight limit of 125 lbs. My problem is that the extra pounds are all lounging around my belly which gives me a perfect figure of 36-36-36. Okay okay that’s a lie. It’s 32-36-32. Eating is all I do. And I am a bad influence. I post photos of the food that I eat, syempre looking at the photos could make people hungry. Kakain din sila, then they will also post photos of their food, then their friends would crave for food upon seeing the photos, then the bad cycle continues. Now, we all have this generation of hungry eaters who wear Fitbit to count 10,000 steps so that the next day they could eat 10,000 calories again.
Mo matter how bondat I am, offer me lugaw and I all I could say is yes!
Three and a half hours to land and here comes another meal.
It looks like breakfast but actually we’re landing in London at 9 pm.
Every time I see butter, I remember an American company officer saying that I am buttering him up. Kasi in one of the parties, I went out of my way to have a pleasant conversation with him. You know, Filipino hospitality. I seldom see him so I thought I would say hi to him. But he mistook it as “buttering him up”. What he doesn’t realize is that I am naturally friendly. However, I don’t have all that energy to strike a conversation with people. And many people are wanting to sit with me and have a good exchange of conversation but will never get the chance.
Here I am buttering the croissant. I am a croissant expert. I don’t like the texture of this one.
We were given a choice of bangus or tuyo. I chose this tuyo, pang-alis ng suya.
The food service was particularly slow. Instead of serving all at the same time, the attendants brought the food one passenger at a time which took so long.