We’ve heard them all before:

Don’t skip meals.

Eat more that 3 meals a day, in small portions.

Don’t starve yourself (or you’ll get fatter).

Eat, drink and be merry!

All right then, I'm good to go.

On second thought, don’t bother lecturing the Filipino on dietary wisdom, since these wee bits of advice already form part of the daily ritual that goes by many names: merienda, snack, break, recess, kainan (“eating time”), tsibog (“food”), bogchi (still “food”) and the more discreet: patikim (“Can I taste?”), pahingi (“Can I have some?”) or Libre (“Your treat!” Very common as I seem to hear it everyday.) Naturally, food forms the center of our universe and a day without merienda can already be considered a “diet” move. “No thanks!” as a response to a food offer is unheard of in the workplace and once everyone around you starts munching on their cookies, poking around their fish balls and slurping their noodles, it’s time we reach out for our hidden stash as well, rather than suffer the indignity of a grumbling empty stomach.

My hidden stash has been dwindling lately, from budgetary cuts to my newfound, made-up allergy to sugar. Still in the process of discovering the perfect (Note: yummy, low-cal, low in sugar, CHEAP and conveniently packed) snack, I’ve listed the runners-up. They may not appeal to everyone, but they sure have helped alleviate the pangs of hunger and the sudden dizzy spells of not having eaten for 3 hours.

Can you believe it? 3 hours without food—that’s like a hunger strike. What, is it Lent?

Don’t stay hungry. Pick up a righteous snack. Hope I can help you in that department.

1.       Del Monte Fit ‘n Right Fruit Snacks (Pineapple)

Ah yes, the L-Carnitine phenomenon secures any Fit 'n Right product at the top spot, the Fruit Snacks included of course. Retailing at about P23-24 per cup (Mixed Fruits and Pineapple), we can get 115g of pure fruit and L-Carnitine goodness sans the fat. Imagine that, for nearly the same price as 2 bananas or 1 hot fudge sundae, we get a dose of healthy fruit with less sugar, and the best part is that it only contains 30 calories!

I've noticed though that not everyone's fond of fruit, especially pineapples. When you're hungry or just bored in the office, reaching for a cup of fruit is the last thing in your mind. People would rather order in pizza or look for real carbs in the cafeteria - a natural response to workplace hunger. A fruit cup does not really appeal to the 3pm taste buds and requires refrigeration if you want to enjoy it fully. I so get it, which is why it's not the only snack in the list. If you're craving for something partly sweet, fruity and juicy and can well afford to shell out more that P20, this fruit cup would be superb. At least you won't have to worry about burning off the calories after work.

Nutri facts at a glance: 1 container = 155g, 30 cal, 0 fats, 8g carbs, <1 fiber, 5g sugar.

Ingredients of Pineapple Fruit snacks: Pineapple, water, 300mg L-Carnitine, ascorbic acid, citric acid, sucralose.

2.       Nestle Yogurt

This decade has introduced Yogurt as the Superfood of our generation and has spawned trendy derivatives to milk its popularity: frozen yogurt, yogurt drinks, kefir drinks, yogurt milk, frozen Yakult, yogurt candies, etc. Amazing how lactobacillus can be super appealing despite its dubious-sounding name. Despite the price (foreign brands can fetch for about P100), there are always blank spaces and carts colliding in the race to get the prized yogurt.

Nestle seems to occupy a third of the shelf space with its Fruit Selections Yogurt, not to mention the Yogurt drinks and newly introduced 0% Fat Yogurt which honestly tastes like WATER. I endured the tasteless and watery Mango and Strawberry 0% Fat variants for a week and ended up eating more because I always paired them with a banana (a total of 170 calories). Among the regular flavors though, I most enjoy the Berry Mix. Maybe because it's purple or manages to capture the delightful blend of the better tasting berries. Whatever. This is one, I would endure despite it 110 calorie and 2g fat content.

For the same nutritional value as a granola bar, why not go for the yogurt? Less sugar, fruit flavored, comes close to ice cream (for the hot weather), and most of all, it contains lactobacillus. Who can say no to that?

3.       Banana

Gotta be clear on what “banana” I’m talking about with its vast assortment in the local food lingo. We have banana turon (deep-fried banana with langka wrapped in lumpia wrapper), banana cue (sugar-coated fried banana), maruya (mashed banana fried in some kind of thick creamy batter) and other banana street food creations I have never heard of. What I’m referring to though is rather simple, the plain, raw, oil-free fruit—all 110 calories of it.

A Cavendish banana retails for about P12 at 7-11 and Mini-stop branches. (How long ago was this photo? Selling the banana at P10 each. Hmph.) Rich in Potassium, zero in fat and a major recovery snack, the banana can probably give water a run for its money if it were only in liquid form. A medium-sized banana can surely battle hunger and banish one’s quest for sweets since it does contain sugar. Going overboard has never produced any heart failing results but sugar spikes are common, so don’t try finishing a dozen in a day. There’s a reason why we evolved to Homo Sapiens.

4.       Apple

An apple a day keeps the doctor away, but in comes the dentist. At 95 calories, the apple can be the banana's greatest contender to sweet, sinless snacks. True, true. It tastes great, packs in a massive crunch, provides sufficient energy and is fat-free. Fiber is at the higher level and let's not forget that it can keep us full for hours, as it can simmer down the cravings of that nasty sweet tooth.

Like the banana though, don't let Eve's bait tempt you into hoarding this fruit, since it also contains nearly 19g of sugar. That's like guzzling bottles of juice or chomping on candy all day. Keep yourself to an apple a day and you'll have every reason to flash those pearly whites. Don't forget to brush though.

5.       Skyflakes

Skyflakes capitalizes on the Filipino’s knack for getting hungry and has amassed its popularity on being the drawer, bag, lunchbox and pantry staple. Yes, it has a lingering presence that goes beyond our TV screens. Thin, lightly salted and goes well with practically anything, Skyflakes has got to be the ultimate hunger killer—which is certainly the case since 3 crackers pack 105 calories, 3g fat (2g of which is saturated) and 200 mg of sodium. As an added bonus, it is said to ward off another pestilence called diarrhea and single-handedly dominate every dieter’s meals.

But don’t believe everything they tell you. With its calorie and sodium content enough to battle the common "chichirya" (local term for snacks or junk food), an ingredient list that provides no nutritional value (save for a minute amount of oats) and the awful fact that it isn’t even that filling (come on, you agree, right?), even Skyflakes isn’t perfect. Yes, it’s human after all.

6.       Chocolate Milk

Come on, we're adults, so don't expect me to talk about Selecta Moo or Magnolia Chocolate Milk Drink. I know they taste great, but really now, who brings a carton of chocolate milk to the office? Unless I want to be the official milk guzzler or plan to fatten up for Biggest Loser. I don't suppose, "But mommy was the one who packed my lunch today!" would actually work as a credible excuse, in the office. Especially in front of the actual mommies.

Digression aside, it's time we went for the fits-in-my-pocket chocolate drink - Milo 3 in 1.Now that's more like it. It's lightweight, high in calcium and rich in the Milo goodness we all grew up to love. Mix it with your afternoon coffee or dump it in your mouth (make sure your seatmate's off somewhere when you do this) and enjoy a power surge coated in yummy Milo form. The sugar content is rather dubious (I can't find it!), so I haven't indulged lately. Also, I've been pairing it with something solid to counter the sweetness, so I normally end up eating and drinking calories (A sachet contains 103 calories already) for my snack. Sugar and carbs do not really make a wise meal.

The same goes for Nesvita and other cereal drinks - too sweet and a pain to mix in the office. I've not really included the high maintenance snacks that require a spoon, hot water and mug. Too tedious for me, lazy me. Also, with my made-up allergy to sugar, I've been abstaining from Nesvita (Chocolate variant has 7.9g sugar while Orignal has a whopping 11g - my goodness!) and its cohorts because their sweetness level is enough to give me hives, and I wouldn't want to go on sick leave all because a cereal drink caused it. HR would never believe me!

7.       Cup Noodles

Seeing the styro cup from afar already screams Nissin Seafood Cup Noodle, complete with the garnishing and aroma of mouth-watering ramen. A bit on the heavy side, it makes the perfect snack for those who missed lunch or just had Skyflakes for lunch. With 330 calories and 2g fiber, who needs rice and a viand when all you need is hot water and you're good to go!

Of course we all know the danger of ingesting too much cup noodles. Well I didn't say that we should eat this every day. With its 7g saturated fat (1/3 of the day's needs), 1690 mg sodium (your other meals better not contain salt anymore) and 25 mg cholesterol (gulp!) it should be eaten in moderation or shared to the denizen at the nearest cubicle. Since it is a bit pricey at about P70-100 per cup, I don't suppose we can afford this kind of daily snack anyway!

Local counterparts should be likewise explored like Lucky Me and the sotanghon cup that packs in fewer calories and cost way less than P50. Go try them all, but not everyday please. This is not the best way to control population.

8.       Hot Fudge Sundae

Summer and salty food can make us mindlessly queue at the nearest Froyo or DQ counter. At P25 and only 330 calories, why not opt for a Mcdonald's sundae? Save up on more calories by going for a sundae cone.

You can’t deny the fact that the sundae strangely goes best with French fries but resist the urge! The sundae alone already contains 7g of saturated fat and a whopping 48g of sugar, but then, no one ever said that ice cream makes you thin, right?

Diet aside, Mcdonald's already sells the least priced and rather edible (Believe me, you do not want to know what goes in a DQ Blizzard or a Wendy's Frosty) ice cream there is in the Philippines. It tastes pretty good too. And for only P25, please don't be stingy and allow yourself a cup of sweet bliss. You'll burn it anyway. Right?

9.       Dark Chocolate

Rich in flavonoids and other stimulating happy hormones, chocolate is probably the next best alternative to getting high, if you’re downtrodden, pissed or just plain sleepy. I mean, getting intoxicated can get you fired, but noshing on a bar will give you the necessary lift while still maintaining productivity and your job.

So, who wants to be employee of the year? But wait, make sure it’s dark chocolate (at least 60% cacao content), not milk or white. We don’t want a living paradox—a fat model employee. If that were the case then I’d rather get high.

I've gotten pretty fond of Meiji Black Chocolate because it tastes light and bitter and goes pretty well with tea, oatmeal and my peanut butter sandwich. Problem is, I could never I understand the nutritional info - all in Japanese characters! All I can get in English is the ingredient list: Sugar, cocoa mass, vegetable fat, whole milk powder, lactose, cocoa butter, lecithin and flavoring.

Hmmm.. if you've got anything on the darker side, I'd really appreciate it!

10. Popcorn

It’s time we stopped referring to popcorn as mere theater food. The degradation ends now! Do recognize popcorn as the new comfort food and power snack rolled into that crunchy kernel, especially if we dig into the naturally prepared varieties. Microwave popcorn packs are a no-no since they contain hydrogenated oils and butter (= heart attack), but Chef Tony’s Sugar-free Popcorn - Original packs in 139 calories and 2% fiber for every 25g serving (that's 1/4 of a big tub).

Sweet, crunchy and undeniably addictive, popcorn is the better alternative to cookies, chips and frosted flakes (Argh, the sugar!). At P120 for that gigantic 100g tub, this sure beats similarly priced goodies: Red Mango with toppings, a slice of Starbucks Cheesecake, a fastfood combo meal, a Bag of Lay's plus drink, or a Big-time Taters popcorn with butter and soda (bad, bad, bad, plus you can't stash it as tomorrow's snack).

Good thing Chef Tony thought of the resealable tub so we can keep all the popcorn to ourselves! Now that's what we call a Smart Snack.

If you’ve noticed, I’ve not listed food items such as peanuts (I don’t like them), carrot or cucumber sticks (Let us uncover our rabbit selves at home but when in the office, it is best to stay in human form), sandwiches (that’s what I have for lunch), cookies (those especially baked for diabetics and weight watchers taste like paper), tuna (will stink up the office), chips (I said low-cal, not a fat fest), pizza, ice cream, fries (all inconceivable here) as this is my biased and self-serving list.

If this list helps you decide what to stock up on your next grocery trip, then great, I feel so fulfilled.

If you find this utterly useless though, then that’s not really my problem.

“Have a gum," would be my parting words.

                   Just adolescents, you and I. It doesn’t make me feel any better.                                                                                                              (Adolescents, If Not Now, When? by Incubus)

Maybe it was the roaring guitar riffs of Blood on the Ground or the impeccable vocals of Brandon Boyd or even the nostalgia sparked by singing along Drive. Maybe it was assembly of all goth-rock punskters my age group has ever seen. Or maybe it was all that rain. Whatever it was, the Incubus Concert (If Not Now, When? World Tour) at the Araneta Center last July 28, 2011 stirred the dormant rocker in me, and after months of indifference, I really, really missed NU 107.

I miss the days when I would hear 311, Peter Bjorn and John, Foo Fighters, Kaiser Chiefs and Incubus songs in an hour. I miss the Remote Control Weekends where changing the radio station warranted an all-out war with yours truly. I miss the zany commercial breaks, the eloquent DJs (none of that anymore, anywhere), the year-end rock toppers and of course, the anti-thesis of everything abhorrently pop. Headbanging and just stomping my feet to Sick Sad Little World brought back the badass days where screaming Wolfgang was an ordinary morning occurrence and bands that sang about The House of Bamboo, Govinda or Peaches were accepted wholeheartedly. Thank God Incubus came over at the most opportune time, before I’ve destroyed all radios in our neighborhood and lost all my hair in disdain.

Typical to expect were Drive, Wish You Were Here, Nice to Know You, Circles, Love Hurts, Talk Shows on Mute, A Crow Left of the Murder  and the singles of If Not Now, When? Album (Adolescents, Promises, Promises, In the Company of Wolves).

Isadore was an uncommon choice, as was another vintage song I couldn’t name. My brother offered the S.C.I.E.N.C.E. album songs (which honestly, I am vaguely familiar with but are in my ipod playlist) but it did sound long-ago given its predominantly metal sound. Another semi vintage, Circles reverberated the stadium like it was the 90s—round and round and round—and I never wanted it to end. Never really a fan of Are You In? I’d have to say that for once, I felt a sense of thrill chanting along with the crowd, while Megalomaniac was a real crowd winner—screaming obscenity in a rock concert over and over—what joy!

Coming to concert, of course, I too had song expectations that regrettably, were never played. I highly anticipated my sweet favorite Here in my Room and the dark but lovely Warning. Redefine was another vintage hopeful, and so was the recently popular Dig. I overheard my seatmate saying Stellar and remembered that too would’ve made an awesome sing-along. But with a 20-song repertoire, I can’t say that I missed out on the fun and every penny (oh wait, centavo) paid was well worth it.

In their last Philippine concert, Incubus concluded their repertoire with the dramatically extended version of Aqueous Transmission—apposite, poignant and simply heartbreaking—owed to the fact that it remains to be one of my favorite Incubus tunes. Conjectures for this year’s finale cannot be helped. While I secretly wished for a repeat performance of Aqueous Transmission, this I knew was too good to be true. Hence the bet was on If Not Now, When?—the eponymous album, with a nearly similar dramatic sound and the one song I compelled myself to memorize for Boyd’s comeback.

Being unlucky in placing bets and devoid of the knack for gut feel, I guessed wrong indeed. The chosen tune was Nice to Know You – pounding over pondering, pulsate rather than pour my heart out. Unexpected, but not bad, though I did sense tinge of irony: Nice to know you. Goodbye—which seemed to suggest our short-lived love affair with Incubus.

Having left the concert, with no NU 107 to turn to for that rock fix, I once again find myself in this audio abyss. The Home of New Rock ought to be rebuilt or music in this country is doomed.

Floating in this cosmic jacuzzi, we are like frogs oblivious.

Soon the water's starting to boil. No one flinches. We all float face down.

(Warning, Incubus)

Philippine history marks July 3, 2011 (The Philippines vs. Sri Lanka football match) as a momentous triumph, with its epic 4-0 win in favor of the Azkals. In my cerebral calendar, that happens to be my christening in the world of local sports. Prior to this significant day, not once did I dabble in athletics, participate as a spectator in any stadium, gym or public game or come to think of it, root for any local or university team. This makes my attendance in the Rizal Stadium the most out-of-character activity I’ve ever engaged in all my life; to this day the conundrum remains unsolved.

                                                                                   

However, as they say, there’s always a first for everything. Being a newbie on the bleachers, I could say, I was swept by the torrent of strange behavior, over exaggerated empathy on every stumble, roll and smack on the local player, and the faux performance of the prawn sandwich brigade (Philippine chapter). The field of football spectatorism is definitely a new class on its own, with its own interesting story apart from the field action. In fact this is where I was drawn and nearly missed Chieffy’s first momentous goal in pursuit of the ignorant whooping (which were everywhere) and riot starters (those face painted blokes).

Rather than rant and rumble over this barrage of mind-boggling observations, I have listed them for the benefit of the newbies and non-athletics who hope to catch the next Azkals game. Football fanatics most likely will roll their eyes at the matter-of-fact gist, but some points may aid in your survival in our tropical, low-seated stadium.

1. Just a recap on Geography: The Philippines is located in Southeast Asia, which lies rather near the equator, and we know what that means—ours is a tropical country that experiences slight monsoon especially during the month of July. Isn’t it a bit mean to forbid life saving essentials such as umbrellas or small water bottles? I mean go ahead, ban the Ruffles and pizza boxes for all I care, but thirst is a melee humans can never contend with. Which brings me to point number 2.

2. Stash some water, even in your socks, undies or cologne bottle. Rizal Stadium at 2pm in the afternoon was like having an immersion in a deep fryer, further exacerbated by the fact that merchants were selling all sorts of drinks except water! Vitwater may boast of being sugar-free but hey, water is water and that’s all we want! And Moo, well that’s a totally different story, especially if you’re located the farthest from the toilet. Might as well hide it in the field. All items being sold were sugary and sweet, a major repellent for diabetics, dieters and old people.

3. The Seats. The upper grandstand had seats a couple of inches higher than the floor. Well my Asian height permitted me to endure the strain, aided by minor stretching whenever seatmates moved or stood. My brother had it worse, long-legged with no place to stash his excess height. It was like shoving him in a box in the most uncomfortable squat position. Since we can’t do anything about the height, bring a cushion the next time around. That, I believe, is not a banned item. If it suddenly were, ask them when in the history of football has there ever been a pillow fight.

4. The Hoot, Howls and Barks. Cheering for the team is one thing, but excessive, incessant and uncalled for shrieking can really turn an exciting match into a shouting fest. Add the blaring vuvuzela right behind us and it’s adios sense of hearing for the next 10 years. I nearly slapped my forehead a couple of times for forgetting my ear mufflers at home. I cannot understand why people have to stand whenever the ball crossed the line near the Azkals goal, why they have to hoot every time the ball is in the hands (or feet) of any local player despite the slim chances of it reaching the goal. It does not take a trained eye to know that nothing electrifying is about to take place, so why can’t we just watch in hyped up peace and learn to cheer when necessary? After all, the view is WAY BETTER when everyone is seated, honestly. Apparently, only my brother and I noticed that.

5. Cam whoring. It seems that the only gauge for social networking popularity is by the volume of pictures posted, notwithstanding the fact that they go by the hundreds and only focus on one face and pose—of the photographer/s and not even the players! This is one thing unforgivable; we’re here to cheer on our team, and jeer at the competition, not our seatmates. If I took a video of my seatmate’s cam-whoring and turned it into an Internet meme, I’d be as famous as Chieffy’s goal in Youtube!

6. The Wave is the collective rhythmic and perfectly timed motion of the stadium viewers in an effort to stretch those abs and of course, do that group team thing I never really understood. I missed the wave twice. On purpose.

I wanted to see its impact on group morale but I was nothing but an ant on a hill and my experiment simply yielded no interesting results. No wonder my side of the stadium was never shown on TV!

7. Heat. In addition to number one, additional things to stash given the bi-polar Philippine weather:

• Fans and glasses – To ward off the heat and possible whiff of body odor.


• Sunblock - Despite the shade, UV rays are at their most destructive until 3pm.


• Stash of water – Vitwater + Moo overload = sugar rush or bathroom emergency. Either way, it ain’t good.


• Candies or mints – If you’re craving for the good ‘ol fish and chips, dream on. Hotdogs and popcorn fill the stands so rather than abstain, pop some candies from your own stash.


• Anything scented - In case that toxic whiff happens to sit next to you.


• Tissues – Rain or sun, tissues are a must. And don’t forget the catsup stains.


• Cushion, pillow or anything soft


• Jacket or umbrella – Only the Azkals have a right to get wet when it rains. Other than the players, anyone wet just looks sucky.


• Chips – My brother swears he saw someone rip open a bag of Ruffles in the middle of the game. If he can do that, then so can we!


• Ipod – Early birds have it worst—maximum sun exposure, boredom, hunger, decreased energy level and boredom.


•  Last but not the least, anything to smack, strike or just throw on any unappreciative, unnecessarily raucous and feeling cam whoring seatmates. They can be very callous to the annoyance of others, perhaps having built this thick skin over their vanity and the only way to bring them back to Earth is to wake them hard from their faking stupor.

 

8. Fathers. Football games make the perfect setting for the father-and-son bonding session over gleeful howls and fistful fouls. Unless dads are too busy BBM-ing, too ignorant of basic football rules or just forget they came to the game with their son. Yep, we just love dads.

9. Enthusiasm. Filipinos and enthusiasm have a long history and managed to spawn words like pakikisama, pagkakaisa, bayanihan and all others words with more than 4 syllables. Too much enthusiasm though can cause this side of Taft to vibrate so hard, the earthquake belt may bear a new sibling right at the heart of Manila.

This “enthusiasm” caused me to bob up and down whenever the ball came halfway down the field, not because I myself am a zealous Azkalero but because I couldn’t see the Azkals’ footwork with all those ignorant excited heads in front of me. Having experienced this tiring up and down motion simply tells us one thing: ignorance.

 

10. Ignorance. Despite my indifference to the world of sports, I have enough instinct and life experience that tell me whether a ball is about to get lucky and hit the goal or is just rolling aimlessly. I also know about throw-ins and foul fakers. What I cannot understand is why people badly react to balls, kicks and this-obviously-isn’t-a-goal move.

If you can’t downplay the ignorance, at least read up on Football and the Azkals. After all the Younghusbands are not the only players and yes, there are 2 of them.

I may be a self-proclaimed prawn sandwich brigade member, but at least I don’t pretend to eat the fish and chips too.

 

The Cheesecake Club was borne not out of the obvious intention of dissecting, picking on and callously analyzing the said dish, spoon by spoon till all there’s left, if any, is a microscopic graham crumb. By the way, that method is so Book Club, which is the last model I would look up to from club-governing advice.  Instead, the Cheesecake Club was formed out of the urgency to create a temporary respite and shelter from the malevolent world by means of a gastronomic tête-à-tête with close peers. In short, it became an excuse to eat and meet old friends.

The natural offshoot was of course to reach heights that could sidestep a cheesecake connoisseur. Equipped with this newfound discriminatory palate, even outside the club’s discussion circle, I have found myself choosing, or rather craving, this wonderful creation on a regular basis. Cheesecake certainly has this enigmatic pull on the forlorn, and for those harboring the spirit of gloom, this dessert offers the only ray of sunshine, a spark of hope—I suppose you get the picture, and no, I do not mean unearthing the inner poet. This tribute could perhaps go on epically so as abruptly as this club started, I shall end this before it moves on to an elegy. A cheesecake review, in case you’re expecting one, is also not in queue since I fear our club’s lack of adventure outside the Ayala stretch will only leave readers dawdling with such a localized, biased and slightly boring list. Manila’s Top 10 Cheesecakes are adequately showcased in http://www.spot.ph/eatdrink/48031/top-10-cheesecake-in-manila with the Upper East Sider in mind so if you’re a Brooklyn bloke, your wallet’s not making the cut in this list, except for Starbucks cheesecakes made especially for the penny pincher.

Cheesecake is typically envisioned as the graham crusted pie with the creamy, off-white, cheese-infused core. New York Cheesecake is commonly regarded to be the poster boy for the generic (or is it basic) cheesecake, but there’s more to the cheesecake than the assortment of fruity and fab toppings. In fact what’s distinct about New York cheesecake is its heavy usage of cream, making it perhaps the richer and fluffier variety. Localized cheesecakes—and yes, the diversity can make you really hungry—are so abundant and unique in forms, reading them all in Wikipedia can be quite the feast. (Look up “Cheesecake” in en.wikipedia.org, where I sourced most of my cheesecake facts.)

As has been started, the cheesecake center is never limited and singularly regarded. Calling the middle batter Plain Jane screams of ignorance and inconsideration. Simple is not something you’d call a cheesecake, and every batter is luxuriously made and personalized to suit varying palates. Even down to the cheeses used, the assortment is extraordinary, remarkable and definitely not limited to the grocery variety (parmesan anyone?). The trait of the cheesecake is not limited to just being “creamy and firm.” There are preferences to the dry and crusty kind (made possible by the cheese selection), while some tend to blend in a childhood favorite Jell-O to create a glutinous, stable and jam-packed dessert with the perennial wiggle.

With the prevailing clamor for provisions for the vegetarian, vegan and everything else in between, soy-based cheesecake has become the next-big-thing in the baked goods category. While it make take some time for this delightful, dairy-free blend to reach Philippine shores, I cross my fingers and fervently hope with one eye open that Starbucks will soon launch the All-Soy theme this coming rainy season. Having fully played the Adzuki craze which by far is less mainstream and too Japa-niche for the local taste buds, Starbucks or any other local café might as well bring in Soy, which for us goes by much more recognizable names: soya, taho, tofu and tokwa. Collecting pet names for soy is enough reason to call it a regular Pinoy delicacy.

Moving to the outside layer (oh I’m sorry, the crust), which by now must be an obvious fact is not to be limited to graham crackers solely, is where another kind of fun starts. Graham cracker-based crusts are classic, but introducing more or different ingredients in the mixture can make all the differences among a blueberry cheesecake, a NY Waterbathed Cheesecake with Flaxseed/Pecan Crust and a Nutella Oreo Cheesecake. Now which would you prefer? Oh wait, on a diet? No reason to forego the cheesecake; simply opt for crust-less instead. The crust can include anything but graham crackers: cookies, biscuits, digestive crackers, seeds and nuts, flaxseed, sesame seed, nut flour, whole grain, muesli, oatmeal, chocolate chips and morsels, coconut or even raisins for your grandma’s birthday, while you’re at it. Going overboard with the crust cannot be treated with disdain because it can be call for resourcefulness, economy, personalization, and let’s not forget, innovation. Well, while we’re talking about going overboard, why not jump over the cliff of non conformity as well: ditch the well shaped and grainy crust and reach for the brownies, chocolate cake or ice cream from your nearest grocery or better yet, the fridge. Ah yes, whoever calls cheesecake a boring piece of dairy sludge ought to be thrown in a boiling mud pool. Did anyone say Mudpie? Indeed, even mudpie would make a great flavor and potential base for cheesecake.

 Many consider the crust as the most boring part of the cheesecake, to which I would have to agree 90% of the time, as the bakers/sellers tend to stick to the classic mix and deny any form of originality for fear of deviating from grandma’s beloved recipe and losing all beneficiary rights to her kitchen knick knacks. Unfortunately for the narrow minded, during grandma’s prime, only graham crackers were present and diabetics had no voice and world-turning demands on their sugar requirements—either you eat or you don’t, live or die—the choices really were much simpler. Modern day though considers so many consumer classifications (the diabetics, vegetarians, lactose intolerant and have you met the adult picky eaters and orthorexics? They’re coming out of the pantry next.) that food choices have copiously flooded our stores and have given rise to novel yet curiously neat products like flaxseed, splenda, and gluten free cookies that have found their way into our pie crusts. The result is an infinite and deliriously merry mix of flavors, shapes and textures that can be tweaked and customized to complement even the quirkiest cheesecake flavor. Has anyone tried Chai Tea Latte Cheesecake or Chocolate Taro with Adzuki Crust?

 Last but not the least comes the topping, another sacrificial component to those who prefer the au natural style akin to the New York Cheesecake, sometimes repositioned—but certainly not demoted—as a sweet or saucy siding. Oftentimes the name of the cheesecake and overall pastry theme is dictated by the mind-blowing and perky topping—blueberry, oreo, pumpkin, key lime, chocolate chip, apple caramel, vanilla cream. The cheesecake proper may become the secondary choice as the additional flavored portion, to either emphasize the theme (as is the case of the Tiramisu Cheesecake with ladyfingers and coffee sprinkled all over the cheesecake or Oreo Loco 

which is as obvious as it can get) or to create the super cheesecake combos that offer at least 2 flavors enough to compete with ice cream (Who hasn’t been tempted by cherry truffle cheesecake or Oreo hazelnut or triple chocolate dream?) The temptation created by these wicked concoctions can easily get us to blindly chuck that weighing scale outside the window—evil indeed—but the bliss of finding that dreamy cheesecake wrapped in a perfectly sweet, lightly creamy and heavenly theme is enough reason to celebrate the triumphs of God’s wonderful creation, the cheesecake.

And so I take back what my initial reason was for coming up with this mindlessly named gathering. All right then, the Cheesecake Club was formed, partly to talk and gossip, partly to have a reason not to go home and play video games all night, but mainly to have an excuse to feast on one of the world’s finest creations with mates who share the same passion. We have yet to find that dreamy decadence, the holy grail of cheesecakes, but the weekly endeavors have been rather satisfying and filling and give the club all the more reason to convene and bite away.

We are open to members who share the same infatuation with the eponymous dish and welcome even strangers, so long as the next cheesecake’s on you.