Monday, June 16, 2025

When Your Son Can Cook and Write Better Than You

 














Well, I am just a proud stage mom. I am a self-proclaimed disaster in the kitchen, so how did my son, Jordan Sese, ever manage to create such yummy and Instagram-worthy dishes? How could he be my son? He can cook! I prefer washing dishes to turning on the stove. That talent did not come from me, nor from the other side either. Go figure.

However, I claim that the writing gene came from me. Jordan writes even better than I; his words are mesmerizingly beautiful.  He may not have inherited my lack of cooking skills, but he certainly shares my love of the written word. He tells a story accompanied by gorgeous pictures of the food that he recreates. 

For our annual family gift-swap, he requests cookbooks and pores through them for ideas on recipes that he can prepare with his own brand of magic. His description and the photos make me drool; surprisingly, even the idea of slicing and dicing does not terrify me (for one hot moment).

I can almost smell the banana leaves, and I can almost imagine myself on the patio, enjoying my hot chocolate and a serving or two of the bibingka.

He wrote: "Bibingka is, by far, my favorite cake, which is high praise because cake is already a perfect food. This rice cake is spongy, squishy, and suffused with the tropical perfume of banana leaf and coconut milk. The aroma alone is nostalgic. One of the delightful things about bibingka is the variety of toppings: macapuno shreds, kesong puti, or, my favorite, salted duck egg. The recipe owner opts for a shower of tart-sweet berries. That, with the addition of tangy buttermilk in the batter, brightens the cake, which, with a mug of coffee or ginger tea, makes this the perfect pick-me-up any time of day.”














I can't help but smile at how my son has a way with words that makes me like eggplants more than just deep-frying them.

"As the season officially transitions to fall, here’s one last farewell to summer’s bounty: charred eggplant braised in burst cherry tomatoes. While these ingredients are available year-round in U.S. supermarkets, as I get older, I’ve learned to appreciate the seasonality of ingredients. It’s part of a grander practice of being present: forgetting about the future for a moment and enjoying what's in front of you.”




 














FOOD FOR ALL SEASONS

Jordan pays homage to the different seasons. Perhaps to encourage Spring to continue blessing us with warm weather? And to warm us during the cold Winter season?



















Jordan wrote: "A rainy day like yesterday begs for a comforting, brothy meal. The added warmth from red curry paste and the creaminess from coconut milk are all it takes to make a gloomy day bright.


















"Maybe I couldn't seal these rice balls perfectly, and the delicious salted honey pistachio filling may have spilled into the floral, sweet broth. But looks aside, this was such a delightful, chewy, warming dessert—perfect for a winter's day and just in time for the Lunar New Year.”















"No better way to celebrate spring than with a verdant pasta with the freshest of early spring bounty: crisp asparagus, sugar snap peas, and English peas."

















“On a wintry week, when the cold creeps into your bones, a warm bowl of chicken and rice porridge serves as a cozy reprieve from the elements. The biting heat of ginger, toasty browned garlic, and earthy saffron make this broth rich and flavorful. And though the accoutrements are technically optional, I'd say a sprinkling of fried garlic chips, slivered ginger, sliced scallions, and a soy-cured golden yolk are non-negotiable.”

 

I love the Korean kimchi pancake. As my son Jordan Sese wrote, you are obliged to do a cheese pull. I have been doing the pull ever since, actually, with anything cheesy, lol.











"You really can't go wrong with a kimchi pancake. Sour and savory, crispy yet chewy, it's the perfect comfort food. The classic needs no alteration, but it's always fun to play around. Carla's variation adds sharp, gooey cheddar and portions them out into smaller discs to optimize the ratio of chewy inside to crispy outside. Photographed, of course, with an obligatory cheese pull."

 


DESSERTS










He has a sweet tooth, so he recreates these amazing temptations. They are just too good to eat.  If your blood sugar goes up, then you got your just desserts. These are so decadent, but you can't help but ask for more.



PINOY COMFORT FOOD

Jordan is embracing his Pinoy heritage as he recreates old favorites. He may have acquired a sophisticated and eclectic palate during his food-tripping years in Queens, but he gets nostalgic sometimes for Filipino food.



















"Happy Filipino American History Month! Kicking off the month is none other than the national dish, chicken adobo. In Filipino cuisine, adobo refers to the cooking technique of braising in vinegar, but recipes often add other flavorful ingredients, such as soy sauce (I have other recipes I’ve been meaning to try for achiote-based and turmeric-based adobos). In addition to soy sauce, this version by Angela Dimayuga has coconut in three forms (coconut oil, coconut vinegar, and coconut milk) to create a luscious and fragrant version that easily makes this my favorite way to adobo."



 












"It's been nearly two weeks since I returned from my vacation in the Philippines. Although I've shaken off the jet lag, the bittersweet feeling remains. I'm missing the place and the people, the sense of belonging.

It's no substitute, and it certainly doesn't vanquish the longing, but eating meals that remind me of the Philippines temporarily takes me back. This simple but delicious giniling atop a steaming mound of rice with sides of fried plantain and a crispy egg is like a gustatory roundtrip flight. Here comes the airplane.”















Jordan wrote: "Maja blanca, a coconut milk pudding studded with golden kernels of corn, graced many a party in my childhood. I’d pile a mountainous “dessert plate” with maja blanca and other sweet treats: biko, cassava cake, and turon.

Within this geological phenomenon of sugar, by comparison, maja blanca served as a refreshing palate cleanser of sorts. The coconut milk pudding was like downing a tall glass of milk to wash away the cloying sweetness; the corn became almost savory, like a buttery cob off the grill.

Abi’s recipe, like many of her delicious takes on Filipino desserts, riffs on the classic by doubling down on the savoriness with additions of malted milk powder for earthiness and a Frito toffee for a salty crunch on top. With a new treat this delicious, my dessert plate just got a little taller.

 


















"When I was young, the greatest part of going to Filipino restaurants was ordering halo-halo for dessert. I used to hover wide-eyed over the towering glass of crushed ice, milk, and sweet mix-ins, armed with a long-handled spoon and ready to attack. The best ones were served up like a sundae, gilded with a creamy, caramelly square of leche flan and adorned with a decadent ube ice cream. Years later, at a backyard barbecue, I discovered they could be made at home. The host laid out bowls of crushed ice, a jar of halo-halo mix, milk, ice cream, and a stack of solo cups so we could assemble our own. Surely, she was playing a cruel trick on me; halo-halo could only be made in restaurants. And yet, scooping up mouthfuls with a plastic spoon, I realized that even a simple, homemade version could still hit the spot.

The beauty of halo-halo is that it is a no-recipe recipe and endlessly customizable. I can make it with available ingredients and to my personal preferences. Rather than using a pre-mixed jar (which is still valid!), this version is piled high with sliced jackfruit, nata de coco, kaong, sweetened red beans, ube halaya, and flan. I use oat milk instead of regular milk, but I defeat the substitute's purpose with a generous scoop of ube ice cream; a small price to pay for a few blissful moments. Served in this glass that is PERFECT for halo-halo from @incasa_decor. "

 




















Jordan wrote: "Although adobo frequently gets top billing, to me, sinigang is the real star of FIlipino cuisine. It was the dish that made me actually enjoy vegetables as a kid, an experience I apparently share with several others. Sinigang also beautifully exemplifies one of the cuisine's defining features: sourness. I've grown up with the tamarind-based broth, but as an adult, I'm learning there are tons of other souring agents, including guava, tomato, kamyas, and even pineapple. This one uses a mix of tamarind and guava, which is familiar to me despite being new. The add-ins are also as variable as the broth itself; nestled in this broth are tender cuts of pork, creamy hunks of taro, bright bursts of tomato, and, my favorite, gently wilted kangkong."

 



 














"This is a fun twist on the tall glasses of Avocado con Hielo I used to get as a special occasion treat. In this format, grassy, yet buttery avocado pairs with sweet condensed milk and tangy Greek yogurt to make a dessert just as creamy and decadent as that childhood memory. And because these popsicles are prepared in batch, it was never easier to enjoy this treat every night of the week."

For non-Pinoys, it may be strange that we eat avocados as dessert; they are not just for guacamole, salads, or any Tex-Mex concoction.  They are actually a fruit. Next to Halo-halo, the Avocado milkshake is my favorite. Jordan's ice popsicle is certainly a treat that I would love to try someday. He finished it all.


I am relieved that Jordan is not traumatized by his childhood experience with food prepared by me. These photos are a feast for the eyes. Are you hungry yet?

Thursday, November 28, 2024

Thankful

 












I am thankful for all the simple things in life. If you realize that every day is a gift, your heart will treasure every moment, and your mind will remember how you are truly blessed, maybe even more than you deserve.  My box is complete. My cup is full.

Happy Thanksgiving to and your family.























































































































Sunday, October 13, 2024

Stendhal Syndrome: Why Songs Make Us Emotional

 












Some songs tug at your heartstrings, sometimes at first listen, and most times, the familiar music holds a different meaning when you are vulnerable or just because the song resonates with you profoundly, from earlier memories, happy and sad. Other music touches you because of the hauntingly beautiful melody, even transcending language barriers.

The sheer beauty of music brings tears to my eyes. Stendhal Syndrome, Florence Syndrome, or hyperkulturemia is an emotional response to music and art that triggers a physiological response that activates the parasympathetic nervous system. Some complain of rapid heartbeat, fainting, confusion, and even hallucinations. In my case, it might just be a mild case of being teary-eyed and nostalgic.

That might explain a nine-year-old boy’s spontaneous awe-struck exclamation of “WOW” after a classical performance by the Handel and Haydn Society. Ronan Mattin’s one-word praise after the last note of Mozart’s piece was so genuine and wondrous that the audience erupted in laughter and applause. It turned out that Ronan was an autistic child who barely spoke, but his appreciation of the music brought out the Wow, which was heard around the classical world.

www.https://wfacebook.com/watch/?v=1239206220856774

 





Justin Bieber- “Lonely”


What if you had it all

But nobody to call?

Maybe then you'd know me

'Cause I've had everything

But no one's listening

And that's just lonely

I'm so lonely

Lonely

With recent bombshell news about Sean “Puff” Diddy’s arrest related to criminal wrongdoings, I learned about Justin’s unfortunate experience with those who should have protected him. Drawn by the lure of Hollywood, Justin, at 15 years old, descended into a life of drugs and a perverse lifestyle. Thankfully, he came out of it and found a new life with his wife and a new baby.

“Lonely” is a plaintive plea for help from a tortured soul.

 

 


Celine Dion-  "Hymne A L'Amour", July 2024            


Celine Dion is a fighter. Stiff-person Disease kept her out of the limelight for four years. Still, she triumphantly returned to close the 2024 Olympics Opening Ceremony in Paris, France, with a stunning tour de force performance of Edith Piaf’s "Hymne A L'Amour". Singing on the balcony of the Eiffel Tower with the giant Olympic rings framing the scene and the rain pouring down, Celine showed the world what courage and perseverance look like. Incroyable!

“If the sky should fall into the sea, and the stars fade all around me …”

 

 


Young Forever fancam - London Wembley Stadium (Army surprise BTS!), 2019


The BTS fans known as the “Army” had a secret mission to surprise the BTS supergroup by singing 'Young Forever' during their concert at the London Wembley Stadium. The song made the boys tear up!

 

 


Andre Rieu- “The Rose”, 2014


Tender, melancholic rendition of the Amanda McBroom composition, made famous by Bette Midler in her 1979 film.

 



Josh Turner- “How Great Thou Art”

This song started as a traditional Swedish melody and a poem. It was translated from Russian to English and is now considered the second-favorite hymn after "Amazing Grace" of all time.

 


Carol Banawa- “Iingatan Ka”


My song for my mom. I miss her. So much.


I’ll take care of you

I’ll watch over you

In my heart, you are my greatest dream.

In this world

There’s no one else but you

I live my life for you forevermore.

Sunday, July 21, 2024

Celebrating 110 Years of the Iglesia ni Cristo













Today, July 20, 2024, at The Forest Hills locale, our mid-year Thanksgiving service is a celebration of the extraordinary journey of this church from the Philippines. It is a momentous occasion that is being observed by fellow members worldwide. Coinciding with the break of the First World War on July 27, 2014, Brother Felix Manalo registered the Iglesia Ni Cristo (Church of Christ) with the Philippine government in Punta, Santa Ana, Manila,

This is the INC’s 110th anniversary. From its humble beginnings in a tiny nipa hut, the Church's exponential growth can be seen in its glorious and magnificent houses of worship in over 166 countries. This is a testament to the promise of the Almighty God to watch over His people. The Church's expansion to foreign shores and including non-Filipinos in its burgeoning membership defied all odds and surpassed all expectations.

Throughout the years, I felt God's love as I navigated life's challenges. Even through the darkest times, I did not feel alone. Life could have been easier if I had not had to stay true to my faith, but instead, my life is so much richer with spiritual blessings. Yes, we only live once, so why not make it worthwhile, not with fleeting pleasures, but with the assurance of eternal life?

The Lord Almighty saved me on that fateful day, Sept. 11, 2001, and He has guided me to stay on the straight road, no matter what. 

I am privileged to be a member of the Iglesia ni Cristo. My favorite hymn reminds me of this. I am blessed; truly, I am blessed.

“O, my Father, I now deeply meditate

On the blessings You give day to day

Truly, you have never failed to care for me.

And You provide my every need.”






 







Rising from the Far East

https://incmedia.org/rising-from-the-far-east/

 

Centennial

https://jcerrudocreations.blogspot.com/2014/08/the-centennial.html

Sunday, May 12, 2024

Remembering Nanay














May 12, 2024

This Mother’s Day is our first without our Nanay. She passed away on January 31st, 2024, 14 days before her 93rd birthday.

Random memories still bring tears to my eyes. We are luckier than most because we had our mother for a long time, but how can you teach your heart not to break?

As I wrote to her once: My heart belongs to the one person who can bring me down to my knees with a single look when I was naughty as a kid; the one person who can lift my heart with a sweet smile; the one person who can make me giggle until I jingle when she starts her chicken dance; the one person who inspires me with her resilience and quiet strength; the one person who can make me open my wallet with just a little wink; and the one person who can get me bawling like a baby with a single tear.

Some days are easier than most when I remember her funny dance and her easy laugh. I remember her eyes lighting up whenever she saw a Barbie doll in Toys R Us in the 1990s. Her Barbie collection was her most prized collection, and we will honor her fervent wish to preserve her dolls for eternity.

There are times when the emotions hit like a freight train, and I just let the tears flow, knowing that I have to navigate the full spectrum of the grieving process. I understand that this emotional journey that all my siblings and everyone who loves her will abate in its intensity as time goes by.

I would like to imagine Nanay and Tatay together, with my father chasing her to dance the Rico Mambo. I pray the Almighty God will look after them in His enduring wisdom and kindness.

We all grieve differently and cope in the best way we can. The profound loss will always remain because the memories will not dim our love for her. As I have done in the past, I will continue to write about my mom; this is my emotional catharsis, how I rejoice in her glorious presence in my heart.

I just miss her so very much.

 

Feb.14, 2024

Today should have been the 93rd birthday of my dear Nanay. Her children wanted to celebrate her memories. Although our hearts are still reeling from her loss, we are still grateful that she did not suffer. I am comforted by the outpouring of love from family and friends. I am strengthened by her memories, as well as by remembrances from everyone. My brothers and our relatives celebrated her in our home in Las Pinas. In Aklan, Bheng, Jordan, Tess, and I celebrated with her siblings, pamangkins, and apos. She is well-loved, and death cannot steal her beautiful memories. In her absence, she still makes me smile. My Barbie-loving mom, I love you so much.


Jan. 31, 2024

My heart breaks, splintered in so many pieces. My Nanay passed away today after a massive stroke. She would have been 93 this coming Feb. 14th. She would have enjoyed the party we were planning for her. And now, she is gone. She will be forever in my heart. The following days will be tough, but it's made easier with the love from family and friends. My mother lived a full life. And now, she rests. Those she left behind need to be strengthened and comforted by the memories of a strong, formidable, and loving woman.

 

May 14, 2023

The sentiment remains the same. Today, on Mother's Day, I can hug you virtually, Nanay. You are my guiding light and inspiration. I can't wait to see you again on our next vacation. Nag-iipon pa.

 

Feb. 14, 2023

My dear Nanay, even though I am not with you on your 92nd birthday, I am happy you got your fervent wish to spend your special day with your brothers and sisters in Aklan. The joy on your face is priceless as you reminisce and laugh about your childhood memories or whatever sisters talk about in their old age.  May you stay as joyful as you are. Your sisters have adopted your unique way of dancing (flapping) with your arms, hahaha! The videos and pictures demonstrate how you are well-respected and well-loved, like a queen. Bheng, can you get the Segovia siblings to sit still for a group picture when you get there? And then, give her the biggest hug for me.  Nay, Mother dear, I love you so very much.

 

Feb. 14, 2022

On your 91st birthday, Nanay, I send my warmest virtual hug and kisses. Across the miles, on our video call, I sensed your eagerness to travel to Aklan. Don't worry; just be a little patient. Just get your booster dose first, and you will see your sisters again. And I get to see and hug you in real life in a few months. It will be the most precious time. It is so heart-wrenching to be far apart from you, not being able to see my family in the Philippines during this Covid pandemic. Love you so much.

 

https://jcerrudocreations.blogspot.com/2021/02/love-letters-to-my-nanay.html

 



 The song "Mapa" by the P-Pop boyband SB-19 is about these young men paying tribute to their moms and dads. In it, they reassure their parents that they will now care for them as they once did. I am thankful that I was able to show my gratitude and love to my parents when they were still alive.


 

“There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.”

– Washington Irving



Monday, March 11, 2024

Favorite Filipino Chorale Renditions

 
















It thrills me whenever I hear foreigners singing Filipino songs. Although Filipino songs have not yet gained worldwide attention, musical choirs, and glee clubs worldwide seem to be fascinated by the melodies, cadence, and intricate harmonies of long-forgotten folk songs from my native Philippines.


LERON-LERON-SINTA

Composed by Alberto Tolentino. Arranger- Saunder Choi

In January 2024, a Swedish choir bagged the Grand Prize in a European chorale competition with their exuberant rendition of “Leron-Leron Sinta” (My Dear, Little Leron). The multi-awarded acapella choir cHägersten A Cappella sang this Tagalog song with enthusiasm and vitality.

Composed by Alberto Florentino, it is believed to be a traditional work song in Tagalog sung in a call-and-response mode by men and women during the papaya harvest season. The lyrics motivate workers to keep moving forward and stay positive to attain their goals.

Sweden's Leron Leron Sinta Grand Prize in Europe (+ Awarding Night ) 



 

Here are some of my favorite chorale renditions:

 

 AY, AY, AY, O-PAG IBIG

Filipino Song: Canada vs Korea vs Germany (Ay, Ay, Ay, O Pag-ibig by George Hernandez - Arranger)


The Big Sing 2023 National Finale - Session 1, Takapuna Grammar School Chorale





ROSAS PANDAN

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W9l4vteAI6g

Rosas Pandan", a Visayan Folk Song arr. George Hernandez, performed by the Chamber Ensemble with soloist



 DAHIL SA IYO

Yerra Buena Gardens Festival





 

 PARU-PARONG BUKID



 

DA COCONUT NUT

The Baylor University Men's Choir sings Da Coconut Nut by Ryan Cayabyab.



 PAKITONG KITONG

This is a song from my childhood, those long ago time when our big family of cousins converged together and sang our hearts out. I am happy to see young ones preserving these beloved songs.


Performed by: The Mandaue Children and Youth Chorus



Tong Tong Pakitong Kitong, Dandansoy— Loboc Children's Choir in Melbourne

Children's choir from Bohol, Philippines performs in Melbourne





https://jcerrudocreations.blogspot.com/2017/08/da-coconut-nut.html

https://jcerrudocreations.blogspot.com/2010/10/tigadong-tigadong-rosas-pandan.html


Sunday, November 19, 2023

Loving Fall














I love the Fall foliage so much so that I thought it deserved its own post before the cold of Winter brings shivers to my fingers and my mind. Autumn is smacked between the sweats and bugs of Summer and the dreary, slushy Winter. For me, Autumn is a season of glorious splendor.

Autumn shows off the vibrant colors of red, orange, and yellow against the bright blue sky. The leaves are dancing in the wind, as the trees hold on to their crowning glory, even as the chlorophylls, anthocyanins, and carotenoids work behind the scene. 

There is music as I walk on a carpet of leaves. The air is crisp and smells of pumpkin-spiced latte. And I get to wear warm and cozy sweaters to cover my belly flab and saggy arms.

The mosaic of colors brings a sense of warmth and peace, triggering my orbitofrontal cortex. Breathe in, breathe out. My serotonin-booster.

The Fall season ushers in nostalgia for traditions that bring comfort and joy. As the trees prepare to hibernate, it is also the time to rest and contemplate. To snuggle with a fuzzy blanket, a great book, and hot cocoa. 

Autumn is a chance to wind down from the hectic activities of the Summer, reflect on the past, and plan for the future, even if just to mentally strengthen for the rigors of the winter season. 

It is the time to give thanks for God's blessings.



 

 










"How silently they tumble down / And come to rest upon the ground / To lay a carpet, rich and rare / Beneath the trees without a care,"- Elsie N. Brady