Coco Quizon goes on a crazy Asian food trip around Manila (which her stom­ach thank­fully sur­vives)

Foodie ad­ven­tures in the land of im­ported treats or the for­eign food aisle of your lo­cal su­per­mar­ket

Scout - - INSIDE SCOUT - BY COCO QUIZON PHO­TOS BY PAULINE MATA

Snack-wise, be­ing born Filipino isn’t nec­es­sar­ily draw­ing the short stick. We’ve all been blessed with a bounty of salty and sug­ary food­stuff that re­quires a con­scious ef­fort to not sub­sist on. Where would we be with­out the de­li­cious­ness of the Flat Top and its less re­bonded coun­ter­part Curly? Or the back-of-the-tongue salty good­ness of Crack­ling? And the great­ness of the mini-laun­dry bar-shaped Reese’s Peanut But­ter cup of Pi­nas, Choc­nut?

The list goes on, yet as it does, it gets a lit­tle more played out. No dis­re­spect to the Manila snack game, but some­times the pool be­comes so small and so de­cid­edly western that a ques­tion must be asked: is this all there is? Or, even bet­ter and with more self-ac­count­abil­ity, why am I set­tling for all th­ese imi­ta­tion white peo­ple snacks when there is a world of de­li­cious op­por­tu­ni­ties? The trip to the su­per­mar­ket is an en­larged ver­sion of our small trips to the pantry-slash-fridge. We open the door, see all the old things, close the door, then with a feel­ing of slight de­feat, we re­open the fridge door and get “what­ever.” Is just get­ting “what­ever” good enough for our wan­der­lust-y mil­len­nial minds? Prob­a­bly, but then life’s too short not to snack your way through it, so I, along with the support of

Scout, de­cided to do just that.

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