The Philippines, a South-East Asian nation comprised of over 7,000 islands, has had a complex history, to say the least. What first put the Philippines on the map was the spice trade in the 16th century when Spain, after having conquered the islands and converted the majority of its people to Catholicism, used it as a gateway to trade with China. Chinese, Spanish, Arab, Portuguese, and Dutch merchants traded in Manila, the nation’s capital, and thus exacerbated the Philippines’ cultural diversity. This was highlighted by its acquisition by the United States during the end of the 19th century in the Spanish-American War. What followed was a nationwide revolt against the States, and, in the culinary respect, a Westernization of the already diverse Filipino cuisine. These cultural influences stuck throughout its road to independence and birthed a uniquely Filipino gastronomical identity.
For the majority of my life, Filipino cuisine was something only seen at family gatherings. My mother never learned to make traditional recipes, and I never made an attempt to look outside of my grandmother’s or, “Lola’s” kitchen. My perspective on Filipino food, and perhaps the Philippines as a whole, was narrow. Even more so, up until recently, Filipino restaurants didn’t really exist in Central Florida, despite foodies’, such as the late Anthony Bourdain’s, predictions that Filipino food would be, “America’s next favorite cuisine” six years ago. And so, inspired by the cuisine’s elusiveness and a slight sense of cultural dishonor, I decided to look locally for a taste of my Lola’s cooking.
Delaney Bolstein is the Editor-in-Chief of Lake Highland Preparatory School's Upper School newspaper Twice-Told Tale. She is a Senior at Lake Highland...