Thanks Esquire! My Chefugee article published today

Read it here while the digital ink’s still wet! (P.S. Good to know that my former journo colleagues – “The Writers Bloc” as we called us Gen-Xers – have now all moved up as editors in big publications. 🙂 )  

Grub, Actually. (An elegy to the dearly departed Chelly’s in Malasaña)

Tucked away in a narrow street, looking almost shy to show itself to passersby, was my favorite hole-in-the-wall cantina, Chelly’s. Neon-colored Post-Its on a corkboard stuck on bamboo slats revealed the savoury specials for the day, Filipino favorites like beef mami, lechon kawali, sisig and kare kare. Ate Chelly (translating literally to “Big Sister Chelly”)…

Coming to Madrid soon: Chefugee Siria

As I type this, I’m trying very hard to clear my head from the noise of the past week’s headlines that are starting to blur dystopian fiction with cold reality. But it’s also precisely during these times that we must really stand up for basic compassion, and work even harder to build cross cultural bridges,…

Ukraine in Spain! Cooking classes with Ukrainian “chefugees”

Up until last year, I confess that everything I knew about Ukraine could have been written on a teaspoon. The short list didn’t exactly carry warm thoughts either: former Soviet republic, Chernobyl ground zero, target of illegal Russian land grabbing, weather fit for an Ice King (a quick Google weather search just revealed that it’s…

Step into my coffice! Madrid’s first cafĂ©-office

Madrid is made of noise. It can be noise of the wonderful kind – the kind that defines this bustling city whose gastronomic landscape is finally catching up with the world’s cosmopolitan capitals. It’s the noise of football fans taking their team’s victory from the pitch to the streets long after the final whistle. It’s the sound…