Heritage Month escapades!

This summer, we went to three beaches in three days. For Heritage Month, we also went to three heritage sites! So take a glimpse of our heritage month escapades!

1. ILUSTRADO (Intramuros, Manila)

Ilustrado is not just a restaurant but can be considered as a historic site as well because the Capuchin friars' church of Our Lady of Lourdes used to stand there (come to think of it, I should have worn a more conservative attire and brought our veils). The church suffered massive damage during World War II, and the ruins was totally demolished years later. The only remains of that church was one of its wooden doors and some carved wooden faces of cherubims.

It was Señor Gómez who invited us for lunch at Ilustrado on Mother's Day, May 14 (a day after his godson Mómay's 13th birthday). We came in early, so while waiting for him, we just roamed around the site and entered the restaurant premises to explore its vintage look. Two lady staff members were not quite nice. The one who manages the entrance at the lobby and another lady there kept eyeing on us even though my children were well behaved. I noticed that other staff members were preparing some big event at the second floor. But instead on focusing on that, these two ladies were focused on my family who were just marveling at the restaurant's "bahay na bató" architecture as well as its numerous vintage sketches hanging on its walls. I can understand that they are concerned with naughty children running around the place, but my kids aren't like that. They were well-disciplined, especially with my hubby around. We've been to this restaurant many times in the past, but this is the first time we've experienced such unfriendliness.

I was sitting on a wooden bench at the lobby while the rest of the family were enjoying the interiors of the restaurant. But I noticed that the lady on the lobby didn't like this. And instead of being frank about this, she simply told me that people are not allowed to loiter on the lobby. So why did they bother putting a bench there in the first place? She told me instead to get inside the café, but I told her that we are still waiting for our friend. To avoid any further confrontation, I just got up and called my family for us to stay in the garden. It was just my third time in Ilustrados. The first two times that I've been there, all staff members were courteous and friendly. But on this third visit, the only friendly stafff members were the waiter who assisted us and the security guard.

When Señor Gómez arrived, all's well that ends well. We started ordering our food. There were many customers during that time because of Mother's Day. Because the food was great, I forgot how unfriendly those two staff members of Ilustrado were. We most especially loved their callos, among others in the menu.

After Ilustrado, Señor treated us for merienda in Cioccolata at The Bayleaf Intramuros. It was superb fun, all the staff are nice, the food was great. I really enjoyed my time there as well as our kiddos and even senor too! Kudos to all the staff of Ciocollata! Before we went home, Señor drove us around the Walled City of Intramuros. It is our favorite place in Manila because this is where everything that is Filipino started. As my hubby always say, Intramuros is the heart and soul of Filipinas. No wonder why nationalist writers like the late Nick Joaquín (RIP) love this place. It is no wonder too why Señor Gómez as well as my hubby Pepe and our friend Arnaldo (who is now based in Singapore) keep coming back here. All Filipino writers, especially those who love their country very much, are encouraged to visit Intramuros because our history and our national identity began inside its walls.

Thank you Señor Gómez for your Intramuros treat for my family! Thank you for that wonderful Ilustrado lunch and your Mother's Day treat for me at Cioccolata. Thank you most especially to my family who greeted me too and spending time with me the whole day. And to all my family and friends who greeted me that day, thank you! I am so touched!

Oh, and a friendly advise: whenever you visit Ilustrado Restaurant, make it a point to utter a short prayer. Or at least make a sign of the cross. Because the place is still holy ground.

Top left photo is at Baluarte de San Andrés near Calle Real del Palacio. The rest of the photos were taken where the Church of Our Lady of Lourdes used to stand. The site is now occupied by Ilustrado Restaurant and Silahis Arts and Crafts.

Ilustrado. 

¡Callos! Pepe told us that this is one of Nick Joaquín's favorite dishes.

Left: Some ruins of Lourdes Church included was the old door where Junífera Clarita is headed. Right: Daddy Pepe examines the carved wooden cherub faces which once adorned the now extinct Church of Our Lady of Lourdes.

Merienda time at Cioccolata!

Cioccolata.

Calle Muralla.

2. NATIONAL MUSEUM OF THE PHILIPPINES (Ermita, Manila)

HOCUS is on focus this year.

We Visited “HOCUS: The Hofileña & Custodio Paintings” last May 23 upon the invitation of our dear friend (and Junífera Clarita's fairy godmother), 1964 Miss International and culture heroine Gemma Cruz de Araneta. Gemma is the guest curator of the National Museum of the Philippines' "National Museum of Fine Arts". The HOCUS exhibit began last April and will run through October of this year.

There was actually a lecture on that date at the museum's Roxas Hall which was hosted by Gemma. We arrived an hour late because of the traffic, but we still got to listen to the speaker, Atty. Saúl Hofileña, Jr, as he explains the secrets of the HOCUS paintings. Aside from being a lawyer, Mr. Hofileña is also a writer and an avid historian. He conveyed his thoughts on Filipino History through painter and art restoration specialist Guy Custodio. HOCUS, therefore, is a portmanteau of their last names. He explained each of the paintings on the screen and Since my kids, especially Jefe and Juanito, are into art, I told them to listen carefully to the speaker because they might learn something from him.

Junífera Clarita's famous madrina (ninang) giving a talk at the background.

After the lecture, Gemma invited us to check out the HOCUS paintings on the third floor of the building. The National Museum of Fine Arts is known for its collection of precious paintings. Even the building's structure is historical. It is one of our favorite heritage sites not only because of its precious paintings and its beautiful architecture but within its walls lies the legendary painting of Juan Luna: the Spoliarium. Both Jefe and Juanito (who love to scribble and paint on our walls and floors) are in the opinion that it is more superior compared to Félix Resurrección Hidalgo's "El Asesinato del Gobernador Bustamante y Su Hijo" (The Assassination of Governor-General Bustamante and His Son) which lies across Luna's famous work.

With Juan Luna's masterpiece behind us.

¡Muchas gracias por la invitación, comadre Gemma! =)

3. VILLA ESCUDERO (San Pablo, La Laguna / Tiáong, Tayabas)

It was our second time here (and my hubby's third; his first was when he was still a kid). Our first visit was when Gemma brought us there in late 2015. It was super unforgettable for us because Krystal learned how to ride a bike here plus the fact that the place is so beautiful, filled with Filipino culture everywhere, and the people who work there are incredibly nice and courteous. Gemma even introduced us to one of the owners, Rosalie Escudero-Blume, who is a dear friend of hers. Rosalie herself is so nice and genuinely friendly despite her status. Daddy Pepe, who is an AlDub fan, was delighted to find out that Rosalie too is a fellow fan, haha!

We arrived a few minutes before nine in the morning. The atmosphere was already festive!

Gemma brought us there again last Sunday for us to experience the Feast Of The Ascencion of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. We didn't know that such a fiesta there existed. And it existed only within the premises of the 800-hectare hacienda-resort. Daddy Pepe also asked Gemma if she knew other place in the country that celebrates this feast day, but she couldn't recall knowing any. My husband learned from another friend of his who was at the event that the Escudero family has been celebrating this one-of-a-kind fiesta for fifteen years already. It's a hybrid thing, remarked my husband, but it's something that all Filipinos fiestas should be in the first place. Today, all fiestas have been modernized beyond recognition. That's why we are so happy to have experienced this kind of fiesta that we now only read in books and hear from our elders.

The event began with a High Mass at the hacienda's Chapel of the Ascension which was celebrated by the Most Reverend Buenaventura Famadico, Bishop of the Diocese of San Pablo. Heavenly live music was provided by the University of Santo Tomás Symphony Orchestra and Singers. All in attendance were in Filipiniana attire (we noticed that many of them are from the country's high society). After the Mass was the procession towards the river. A fluvial procession will then begin from there. The image of the Risen Christ, the focal point of the procession, was proudly adorned with native flowers. The dirt roads were adorned with banderitas and colorful flags. There was also a marching band. There were even Gigantes (paper-mâché giants) which were popularized in the lake shore town of Añgono in Rizal Province. And fireworks filled the air. This fiesta is indeed the most Filipino-themed fiesta we have ever attended!

High Mass at Villa Escudero. Since this was our first time to attend this fiesta, Gemma informed us beforehand that during the Consecration, the national anthem was always played by a marching band outside the church. It has been a tradition in that fiesta. According to her, Don Conrado "Adò" Escudero (the owner) had the intention of offering our country to God.

It's a very festive procession! All Filipino fiestas should remain this way!

The star of this fiesta. This image of the Risen Christ has been with the Escudero family since the Spanish times.

Clockwise from top left: the "Grand Dame of Filipino Fashion" Patís Tesoro, Junífera Clarita, Mommy Yeyette, Daddy Pepe, Gemma Cruz de Araneta, and Antonio Aquino, director of the Council for the Restoration of Filipino Values.

Don Adò thanks everyone in attendance. Seated to his left is Jaime Laya (former Minister of Education, Culture, and Sports, Central Bank Governor, and head of the National Commission for Culture and the Arts).

After the reception held at the Wedding Center, my family got to enjoy the resort's newly renovated swimming pools. We spent the whole afternoon swimming!

Summer's not yet over!

Thank you so much for bringing us back to Villa Escudero, comadre Gemma!

Exposing our kids to arts and heritage sites is one of the best educational gifts that we as parents could give to them. We believe that this will make them appreciate our heritage, both tangible and intangible, all the more. Me and Daddy Pepe are hoping that we would be able to bring them to more heritage sites and expose them to more heritage events in the country. When our children know more about our country's past and existing heritage, they would appreciate more their national identity. We cannot go on to our future without appreciating our past.

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Happy National Heritage Month 2017! 😀

—Yeyette—

Villa Escudero: a fun way to enjoy Filipino culture

A tropical storm was threatening to ruin our planned excursion last November 22, a Sunday. Thankfully, the heavens decided to set it off course. Our one-day vacation even felt like it was summer! The original plan was for a simple lunch date. But Gemma Cruz de Araneta, our daughter Junifera Clarita's iconic godmother, decided to see not just our little princess but the whole Alas caboodle as well. So off we went to Southern Luzón's famous tourist attraction: Villa Escudero Plantations and Resort. Gemma picked us up from our home a few minutes past eight in the morning and arrived at the resort at around ten to beautiful sunshine.

Arrival at the reception area.

These sombreros are from their Tía Gemma.

The employees were all dressed in traditional Filipino attire: camiso de chino, barò at saya, etc. An affable lady by the name of Sally was our assigned companion. She accompanied us all throughout, from the carabao ride all the way to our cottage.

Gemma already lost count as to how many times she has been to this resort. Her first was when she was nine years old, when the place was not yet open to the public (her family and the Escuderos have been longtime friends). It was my second; my first here was in high school during my late paternal grandmother's birthday. But that Sunday visit was my family's first ever.

My family's first carabao ride, complete with live Filipino music!

My recollections of Villa Escudero, though it happened in high school, were not very vivid. I couldn't even remember what exact year I first visited the place. Maybe I was a bit bored during that time because the first site we visited in the resort was a museum, a place which, admittedly, is not a favorite hangout for city kids. At that phase in my life, I still didn't possess any appreciation or interest whatsoever in culture, art, and history. And instead of being thrilled, I found the carabao ride a bit amusing. Having grown in the city, me, my brother, and an elder cousin were chuckling in secret at the "strange predicament" we were all in: being serenaded by musicians and singers in a carabao-drawn cart. Looking back, I now feel embarrassed and disappointed at how I found all those things funny considering that I was already a young adult. I guess that it is imperative for all Filipino parents to rear their children on how to appreciate our culture.

What I vividly remember about Villa Escudero is that it had an abundance of coconut trees. But during our visit there last month, I only saw a few; I was to find out later during the day from one of the owners herself, Rosalie Escudero-Blume (a friend of Gemma's who we met later before lunch), that the family plantation was not spared from last year's destructive cocolisap infestation, not to mention the lack of government support to replace the many coconut trees throughout Southern Luzón that have already aged. Also, a sizable amount of Villa Escudero's territory has been converted into an exclusive residential area. Still, in spite of rapid modernization all around it, Villa Escudero has not lost its rural charm.

Our first activity upon entering the resort was riding a decorated cart-pulled by a carabao.

Pastoral scenes such as this one can be seen via the resort's carabao ride. The Malepuño (or Malepunyó) mountain range is at the background.

Yeyette was nostalgically delighted to see this mantel (tablecloth) because she and her family used to have one back in her ancestral home in Abra de Ilog, Mindoro Occidental. Her late maternal grandmother wove the exact same design as the one in this photo!

The resort is already prepared for Christmas.

"Cadena de Amor" is the name of our cottage which lies along the emerald waters of Labasín Lake.

Cozying up to the placidity.

The carabao ride brought us to a reception area where we signed up for a cottage. Gemma chose one fronting Lake Labasín.

Now, Lake Labasín and its wooden cottages on stilts were something I do not remember during my first visit to Villa Escudero. After lodging our stuff in the cottage fronting the greenish waters of Lake Labasín, Gemma bade me and the kids to try out rafting. We had to leave Juanito because only kids seven and up were allowed.

Seeing the rafters drifting peacefully from afar made me more excited than my children.

It was a good three minute jog from our cottage to the raft dock. Upon reaching the dock, Imagine my horror when I found out that we have to do all the rowing to ourselves (that's how lazy I am). I thought staff members will do it for us. The first and last time I did some rowing was in the murky waters of Manila Bay way back 1996 as a midshipman for my alma mater's Naval Reserve Officers Training Corps. But here, it's all green and sun. At least, that's a compensation. Besides, we were provided life vests. And best of all, we were assured that there were no crocodiles around. The waters were practically clean and safe. =)

Only two persons were allowed per raft. Since Jefe was the youngest in our group, I had him as my rowing partner. Krystal and Mómay took the other raft. Krystal and I were at the rear of our respective rafts.

It took us a good ten minutes or so to get our bearings and learn how to maneuver our rafts all around the lake. After some impromptu self-teaching, we were able to row ourselves towards our cottage. Hurrah.

Bamboo rafting (raft 1: Daddy Pepe & Jefe / raft 2: Krystal & Mómay).

After about an hour of rowing under the hot morning sun, it was time for lunch. We returned to the cottage to fetch the others. Off we went to Villa Escudero's most popular site: its waterfalls restaurant, the only place there that I remember so well.

We're flooded not just with water but with mouth-watering Filipino delicacies!

The waterfalls restaurant is right below Lake Labasín, towards its southern end. The waters at that point are dammed to accomodate a hydroelectric plant (the first in the country). At the restaurant proper below it, lunch is served al fresco on bamboo dining tables set in a few inches of crystalline running water from the falls. Diners enjoy sumptuous Filipino dishes as their feet are submerged in ankle-deep waters. Our kids, especially Junífera Clarita, had a grand time dipping themselves while eating. And right after lunch, they swam all around. I would've joined them, but saw no adults dripping wet. The disadvantages of parents who are kids at heart.

Villa Escudero has been around for more than a century, but it was only in 1981 when it was opened to the public as a tourist spot. Gemma remembers how apprehensive the Escuderos were with their plan of converting their plantation into a resort that focuses on Filipino culture. They turned to her and asked her if the idea was of any good; she thought it was marvelous.

The Escudero family apparently made a wise decision. Throughout the years, their resort developed a worldwide reputation as a focal point in experiencing Filipino culture and history in a rustic Filipino setting.

Junífera Clarita y su legendaria madrina.

Junífera Clarita practically led her madrina Gemma from our table at the farthest end of the open-air restaurant all the way to the waterfalls.

Mómay and Jefe enjoying the waterfall of Labasín Dam after our hearty lunch. Little did they know that they're enjoying the cascades of the country’s first working hydroelectric plant by Arsenio Escudero during the early 1900s to supply his desiccated coconut factory.

After lunch, we returned to our cottage to get dressed and prepare for the Philippine Experience Show set at 2:00 PM. With glasses of halo-halo courtesy of Gemma, we were treated to authentic cultural dance performances which were personally choreographed by the late Ramón Obusan, 2006 National Artist for Dance (whose sister I happened to meet two years ago).

Top left: ragragsacan (Lubuagan, Calinga). Lower left: sinquíl (Lago de Lanáo). Top right: Fandango sa Ilao (Pangasinán). Lower right: tiniclíng. Center: curtain call.

The dances, ranging from pre-Filipino (a more appropriate term for pre-Hispanic) dances to those that date during colonial times, were all performed with live music. All performances were deftly executed (at least from the audience perspective), especially those dances that required balance (Binasúan), timeliness of steps (La Jota), and grace (Yacán). It was a treat to watch our own native dances together with hundreds of people, including non-Filipinos. It also gave me an opportunity to examine the mood of the audience objectively — with pre-Filipino dances they were engaged but disinterested; the rhythmic patterns of the musical instruments (mostly percussion) coupled with the dancers' graceful choreography seduced people to take some forty winks during that hot mid-afternoon (I saw one table in front of the stage with two or three unconscious heads). Even Krystal fell asleep, her head propped to the top rail of her chair. The feeling towards the performances, though they were a sight to behold, seemed distant, foreign.

But when it was time for Filipino dances, i.e., those which many people call today as "Spanish Colonial", the atmosphere became lively. Rhythm was partnered with melody with the arrival of the resort's local rondalla group. All eyes were onstage. There was no more giddy head.

Krystal woke up. And that "foreign" feeling had dissipated.

After the show, people lined up to have photo sessions with the country's first international beauty titlist...

...while we had photo sessions with the dancers!

After the one hour or so performance, it was curtain call time. The emcee introduced all the dancers and musicians. Everyone in the hall was surprised when the emcee mentioned that all performers were actually the very same employees who have been assisting all the guests of the resort, from customer service to the accounting department. Those incredible people were doubling as cultural performers! No wonder we saw Sally performing with them in some of the dances!

Afterwards, we trooped to the children's playground. Our three boys had a grand time running around (something they couldn't do back home), Krystal took it as an opportunity to learn how to ride a bike (the place has an in-house bike rental with one-hour training program for a mere ₱100), while the grown-ups chatted on the grass (Junífera Clarita was having her siesta on her mother's lap). Sally caught up with us. Even Rosalie joined in the fun conversation.

It's never too late to learn how to bike, even if you're fifteen! Villa Escudero has an in-house bike rental and workshop available. Here Krystal is handed a certificate by Red, her trainer.

Rosalie later invited us back to the hall for some good coffee, leaving the kids behind at the playground with Sally. We were privileged to get to know Rosalie more, how she and Gemma go way back, and how she and her family handle Villa Escudero, including their beloved employees-slash-cultural performers. In fact, Rosalie tells us that they don't treat their employees as workers. They treat them as family. And she says this to us in a matter-of-factly manner. She told us how she saw red when a rude customer called her staff "peons". She chose to defend her employees' dignity rather than to accommodate an impolite customer.

How ironic that a more wealthy hacienda in Central Luzón couldn't reciprocate what the Escuderos have been doing to their employees. While the Escuderos treat their employees as family, the owners of this wealthy Central Luzón hacienda treat their workers as peons (sadly, many of them were even shot to death back in 2004).

¡Felicidades a los Escudero! May their tribe increase!

With Rosalie Escudero-Blume, one of the owners of Villa Escudero. I was delighted to learn that she's an AlDub fan too!

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Gracias Gemma por esa excursión tan memorable y maravilla que regalaste a mi familia. Eres muy amable. Nunca olvidaremos ese día.