Sights and sounds of a Singapore that satiates my various appetites. A post in photos.

Two kinds of chili crab, fun with hor fun, and pork cutlets that get me all weepy and wistful.

Surprisingly, my Singapore 2010 trip isn’t about the food. I choose more than a few eating places that leave a lot to be desired and I kick myself for such miserable eating experiences. Every meal, but most especially meals while I’m traveling, are limited and there’s barely any (stomach) room for mistakes.

And the parade of my memorable meals in Tokyo continues…

On my second trip to Japan in two years, I’m convinced that it’s impossible to have a bad meal in this country.

Bacolod is where my Philippine sugar dreams come to life.

I’m absolutely giddy to be in Bacolod, the Philippines’ Sugar City. As per all my travels, I’m armed with my food research (codigo) and recommendations from DCF readers (thanks so much all, you know who you are!)

I bend over the cup, dip my tasting spoon in and slurp the dark liquid. It’s too hot! My throat is electrocuted by the scalding liquid coursing down it.