Barcelona Part I: Jamon and La Boqueria (because seriously food needs its own post)


It’s been a while since Barcelona, but I remember all the important parts. Like it all started out as a disaster. We arrived so late in the night that the airport shops were closed (ack shopping disaster already), I had lost two wheels of my suitcase, and our taxi driver couldn’t find our hotel. I remember watching the taxi meter running, and thinking that each second we were lost was another euro we had to pay. There was nothing to see in the outskirts of Barcelona, but the city lights, nothing remotely distinct that made up for the expensive ride (unlike our arrival in Paris, which I hope to discuss next week). It was a pretty disappointing first night in Spain.

You see, my sisters and I have been dreaming about Spain for a good number of years. We started taking Spanish at Instituto when I was in fourth year high school, and all our books was with pictures of Spain, our teachers would describe to us where they were from, or how things were like. We were basically clinging to the idea of Spain with the use of some black and white photos, and other people’s personal experiences. Out of all the European countries, Spain was the dream.

Unfortunately, carrying my suitcase around wasn’t exactly the greatest start in the city of dreams—even if it was Italy’s fault.

Things were better instantly when we arrived at the hotel, and there was a group of men huddled near the television. We had just caught the Champions League Finals, right about when Chelsea just beat Bayern Munich. Oh their faces, if you could’ve seen them. Half of the men had goofy smiles, and the other half dragging their feet as they walked away from the screen. It was really entertaining to see so many people care about football. (Which was also pretty evident when we got back to London and the Euros were just about to start)

We slept the tiredness off, and in the morning, Spain was already the most beautiful country ever. I give you:
(This is my sister’s DESSERT)

First off, this was probably the only buffet breakfast we had as this was also the only real decent hotel we stayed at. Second, its JAMON. We hadn’t eaten that much in days. I don’t think I’ve ever eaten that much jamon in my life. I pretty much put jamon in every plate I got for breakfast. After jamon with dessert, we got an entire plate of jamon and just devoured it. After my eldest sister (who I have to mention is the smallest out of all of us) out jamon-ed us all, we packed our bags and headed to the city. We walked along the beach on the way to the train, and fought all temptations to sit and relax. We took the train to the city, and finally, Barcelona.

I am done talking (mostly), so I’ll just spam you with lots and lots of photos of food.

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More food after the cut. You should really click the cut.
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Post Washi Party High

I’ve been going through some serious Washi withdrawals. Itching to make something (and to procrastinate, this week has been very challenging) from the spoils from the Hey Kessy washi party, I’ve been crafting all week. (Even though I shouldn’t have been)

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Out of all my crafting, this is probably my favorite. My friend Tin and I have been friends since I was around nine years old. We, along with another friend, would spend our afternoons on the telephone, while watching our favorite show. We were friends for a very long time, grew apart for a bit in high school, eventually we found each other again in college, and until now we’re pretty good friends. I love her lots, and the time we spend talking about the most random things from really round and obese pandas to the really depressing facts of life.
I actually don’t know why I made that rather long write up about our friendship, probably a public declaration on how cool my friends are, but all I really had to say was that last night, I was up at two in the morning reading about mitosis and meiosis, when I decided to make my own gift wrapper. I had this really cute eiffel tower stamp, and I made the heart stamp, because I knew Tin loved hearts. Can I just say that for someone who hates precision and rulers and any kind of measuring, stamping to make a pattern is extremely challenging. I have two other stamping “drafts” that I’ve thrown into the trash can, but at least this one came out nice.

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I’ve been doodling a lot! One of my favorite friends, Drei, gave me this really nice Adventure Time book for my birthday, and I’ve been so afraid to use or even touch the stickers, that I’ve been drawing and painting the characters instead. On the day I painted BMO, I used pretty washi tape to hold down the paper. It made me happy. After taking up calligraphy, I’ve been wrapping the nib holders with pretty washi tape to make it easier to grip. Also, happy birthday Alexis!!
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Of course, obligatory, instax shot. One of my favorite days in London when we had the picnic in Bermondsey park, and we brought the lavender chicken I cooked, got so happytipsy on rosé, and hobbled home as it got dark and cold.


After the washi party, I couldn’t help but take a photo of the things I’ve gathered during the party. I wanna thank Richelle especially for my lovely new postcard. Looking at this photo makes me so happy. Bedroom Shoot - November 28-021


Okay, I’m tired and sleepy, and I’m not even done studying yet. Off to do real work. Have a lovely weekend Manila, or wherever you’re from.


What Katie Ate

I’ve been meaning to post the rest of my Europe adventures, but there’s hardly time for anything lately. I’m really exhausted, but internship is almost over (last week next week!!!!!), and though I still have the business to take care of, and a pile of books to read, I’m starting to feel the end of this semester, and well actually, phase of my life. YAY.

Hopefully by the end of next week, I’ll be studying, and occasionally chilling and cooking. Perfect timing too, since one of my favorite favorite favorite FAVORITE food blogger/photographer’s book has just come out. Katie Quinn Davis, of is this talented Australian food blogger and photographer. She has the most wonderful style of taking photos, and it takes me forever to get through the book because I just really devour each page.





Her recipes look so good. I can’t wait to try them out next week!!



Venezia, the photogenic city with lots and lots and lots of tourists



Venezia and I, we don’t get along. It was our last stop before Spain, and we were only there for a day. Lucky for us (I’m being sarcastic here), we were there on a day there was a big regatta (which means boat races apparently). Now big boat races means lots of tourists, and when I mean lots of tourists, I mean crowds of people, bumping elbows, and smelling people sweat on a rather sunny day in Italy.


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Firenze and Everything Beautiful About It.


If I had to choose, Florence would have to be my favorite out of the three cities I visited in Italy. I could already feel it as we exited the station, and dragged our luggage across the cobble stones. Florence was all shades of yellow. From the walls of the tall buildings of the narrow streets, to cobblestones leading to our hostel. We stayed in a quaint hostel run by a very nice family who gave us maps to the city. Our room was comfortable, with pretty white shutters and Audrey Hepburn on the wall. It was refreshing after busy Rome. The view wasn’t as nice, but there was something romantic how I could see people walk along the narrow streets with gelato in their hands and hats on their head. There would be bikes, but never big crowds, and it was never noisy.

My favorite moment in Florence was when we went up to Piazzale Michelangelo with a bottle of good but inexpensive wine, melons and prosciutto, and just sat on the steps with a bunch of other people. There were tourists, and there were locals, but everyone was there for the sunset on the lovely view of Firenze. The sky turned from blue to orange as we finished the bottle of red wine, took pictures and left on a bus down back to our hotel. I remember being vividly happy on the way back, and the wine must’ve helped a lot. (haha)

I would love to go back to Florence someday, and hopefully have the same view of the narrow city streets from my hotel window.




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Oh Hello September!

I’ve been very busy lately. I’m an intern from 9am to 6pm (til 8pm on days I can) and a baking machine, craft student, reviewee the rest of the hours. What I like about working, is that compared to studying, I don’t have to bring anything home. Of course, every Sunday I still do go to some form of classes, where I sit down from 8 in the morning (7 on the days we have finals) til 5 in the afternoon trying to cram science terms and systems in my brain. I get so exhausted sometimes I fall asleep with such impeccable timing. I’ve fallen asleep in the middle of sit-ups and even in the bath tub (there wasn’t any water so it wasn’t as dangerous!). I got so exhausted last week that I got sick this past Sunday, that I had to go home during my review lunch break, and sleep the entire afternoon.

It gets difficult, but it’s fun. The semester is slowly coming to a close, and though my semester might have to be longer than intended to be, I’m in no real hurry. Next semester is looking to be exciting, with my plans set (for now), and my sisters returning home. (I’m also pretty excited to graduate from college, FINALLY)

I’ve been selling cupcakes lately, and it gets so hectic, I find myself biting off more than I can chew, but I welcome it, because fun opportunities come around times like these.

My latest project are a bunch of cute pink cupcakes for a really nice client. I’m not done yet, but here’s a sneak peek!

And look what you can do with left over cake!


anyway, you can find our page here: like us! The straws and washi tape (that I used on the flags) are from Hey Kessy! a store I absolutely love. Go buy from them now now now!
anyway that’s all for now!


Race against the Strawberry Ice Cream

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I sad to myself that I wouldn’t make fake ice cream, and try my hand at shooting real ice cream. It was such a hot day, that even with my air conditioning on the highest setting, the ice cream melted almost instantly. It was so difficult to be rushed shooting this, but it wasn’t so bad getting to eat the ice cream right away. My quick solution to making strawberry ice cream during offpeak strawberry season is MOO strawberry milk! Not as good as the real thing, but not bad at all!

Panna Cotta and Rainy Days

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It’s been raining the entire day, and I’ve spent most of the day indoors. I didn’t mind so much not being able to run, since my knees have been quite tired, and I really like spending days like these in bed. I did, however, get out of bed to go swimming for a while, and run to the store to buy ingredients to make some Panna Cotta.


I’ve never really been sure if I liked Panna Cotta. There would be instances that I wouldn’t like it, because it tasted bland, and other times (like my cousin’s wedding, really good Panna Cotta mmm), I’d really like it. I wandered around the internet for a while trying to find a recipe I’d like to try, but I always had been skeptical about it, so I never really did. I then stumbled upon David Lebovitz’s recipe for it, and decided to give it a try. I guess the picture with the empty cup says so much of how I felt about the homemade Panna Cotta. I ate so much that I felt a bit guilty for not having run today! I was also super excited to shoot them in the little egg cups I bought at IKEA in London, because rainy days are so gray and I needed color in my day. I’m really happy how they turned out, I think my tummy is too.

If you wanna make your own Panna Cotta, the recipe under the cut, just below these pictures!


Kitty Panna Cotta:

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