Of breads and the Maskara

Its 4am and I am wide awake on a Sunday considering I just slept 4 hours ago. Iris and I didn't make it to this year's Maskara Festival in Bacolod. After months of planning and talking it over coffee, we realized we were too late to book a room days before the festivity. So here I am curling up in bed and blogging thru my phone while Iris is busy with her Nth phone. Did I mention she recently lost her barely 2-months old phone? I am not gonna mention the details for she'll kill me if I will. Haha. I am thinking of standing up and rummaging the fridge for those cream puffs Iris had bought this afternoon but then the laziness creeps in. I think it would taste better if its chilled. I can feel the cold filling thru my mouth ala Oishi Manju bread (but a lot better!). I am such a sucker for breads, pastries, cookies and the likes. Anything made of flour I can get by from those weird looking breads & pastries at Breadtalk, to the traditional breads at Pan de Manila (I love that pesto cheese sticks I had last week!), to the fancy cakes at Red Ribbon or Leona's down to Anita's scorching hot Spanish Bread or even Julie's "pizza" bread (I forgot the name but it does look like pizza!). And by the way, did I mentioned Gardenia loaves, the Quake cake that usually serves as my refuge when I am hungry at work or yet the Inipit bar when I want variety! I remember eating pies way back when I was a kid - Red pie, yellow pie and my fav Choco pie! I also love those 'bagumbayan'. My mother used to bring that as a pasalubong to us after she got off from work. Its like a hard cookie that once gets into your mouth softens (you have to mix it with your saliva of course!). And how can I ever forget 'binangkal'? The deep-fried pastry with sesame seeds! Haha! Ok that's enough.