{"id":134,"date":"2021-03-30T00:21:46","date_gmt":"2021-03-30T04:21:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/?p=134"},"modified":"2021-05-05T12:54:00","modified_gmt":"2021-05-05T16:54:00","slug":"masarap","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/masarap\/","title":{"rendered":"MASARAP!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Lately, I have been feeling very homesick. Living in Fredonia, there is a severe lack of any good food around me. There are no excellent Filipino food options, from campus food to microwaving ramen in my dorm room.<\/p>\n<p>Plus, only a handful of local restaurants serve any authentic Asian food, and I am not talking about that American version that the people of Fredonia like to call international cuisine.<\/p>\n<p>Food is an integral part of my identity and who I am. It is a love language for me. I am always hungry for some good food and always hungry for attention.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_157\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-157\" style=\"width: 222px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-157\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/3-2.png?resize=222%2C222&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"222\" height=\"222\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/3-2.png?resize=300%2C300&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/3-2.png?resize=1024%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/3-2.png?resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 150w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/3-2.png?resize=768%2C768&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/3-2.png?w=1080&amp;ssl=1 1080w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 222px) 100vw, 222px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-157\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Instagram &#8211; @kimchi_chic<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Actually, my original intention was to name myself after a Filipino dish. There are a few Drag Queens out there who have inspired me to do so. Initially, Kim Chi of season 8 of RuPaul&#8217;s Drag Race inspired me. Kim Chi is a play on the international side dish of Korea. Kimchi is fermented cabbage with an assortment of spices which are then pickled.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_158\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-158\" style=\"width: 222px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-158\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/4-1.png?resize=222%2C222&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"222\" height=\"222\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/4-1.png?resize=300%2C300&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/4-1.png?resize=1024%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/4-1.png?resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 150w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/4-1.png?resize=768%2C768&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/4-1.png?w=1080&amp;ssl=1 1080w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 222px) 100vw, 222px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-158\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Instagram &#8211; @lea_salonganisa<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Then there&#8217;s Lea Salonganisa, a play on the Filipino sweet sausage and the Filipina singer\/actor Lea Salonga. Which is one of my idols. When I first ran into this name I was just so amazed by how clever it was and a bit jealous that I did not think of it first.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_156\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-156\" style=\"width: 190px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-156\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/1-2.png?resize=190%2C190&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"190\" height=\"190\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/1-2.png?resize=300%2C300&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/1-2.png?resize=1024%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/1-2.png?resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 150w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/1-2.png?resize=768%2C768&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/1-2.png?w=1080&amp;ssl=1 1080w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 190px) 100vw, 190px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-156\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Halo Halo!<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>I was in between naming myself Halo-Halo after the sweet dessert that is a mixture of different elements: a base of shaved ice, condensed milk, mango, jellies, flan cake, ube ice cream, and sweet corn. It may seem like a strange combination, but after mixing it all (halo-halo roughly translates to &#8220;mix-it, mix-it&#8221;), the dessert is a carefully crafted blend of sweet and refreshing.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_154\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-154\" style=\"width: 190px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-154\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/2-2.png?resize=190%2C190&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"190\" height=\"190\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/2-2.png?resize=300%2C300&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/2-2.png?resize=1024%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/2-2.png?resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 150w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/2-2.png?resize=768%2C768&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/2-2.png?w=1080&amp;ssl=1 1080w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 190px) 100vw, 190px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-154\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Jollibee Spaghetti<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Another name for consideration was Jolly Bea. After my favorite Filipino fast-food chain, &#8220;Jollibee&#8217;s.&#8221; They honestly have the best fried chicken and the most delicious sweet Filipino-style spaghetti. It&#8217;s a shame there is a lack of locations here in the U.S., although there is one in Ontario, Canada&#8230; so close, yet so<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 1rem;\">\u00a0far.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s gon<span style=\"font-size: 1rem;\">na be a while until I can get authentic Filipino food, but I the day that I get it. I know I&#8217;m going to be saying MASARAP! (Translation- DELICIOUS!) Let me know what are some of your favorite Filipino dishes?<\/span><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-138\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/1-1.png?resize=600%2C338&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"600\" height=\"338\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/1-1.png?resize=300%2C169&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/1-1.png?resize=1024%2C576&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/1-1.png?resize=768%2C432&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/1-1.png?resize=1536%2C864&amp;ssl=1 1536w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/1-1.png?w=1920&amp;ssl=1 1920w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/fredstories.com\/memoirsgaysha\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/1-1.png?w=1840&amp;ssl=1 1840w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 600px) 100vw, 600px\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Lately, I have been feeling very homesick. 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