Table For Three, Please.

The Best Meal I’ve Had This Year…

By Anonymous Paul on 5 April, 2013

…thus far, was under this tamarind tree

…eating this…

…and this…

…with sand under my feet and a view like this.

All simply prepared food. Where fish is grilled as is, skin and scales on, unseasoned; and it tastes like fish. Where lato (seaweed) is just given a squeeze of calamansi to make a salad. Eggplants just lightly roasted and peeled. Gigantic crabs just boiled in water. Natural, wholesome and delicious. Eating with hands is a necessity.

There is this certain purity in the surroundings that reflects in all aspects of life in Coron.

And it does something to the soul. Recharges it. And soothes even that of the most jaded city dwellers (i.e. me). Coron Island, it’s sights, and many of it’s surrounding islands elicited so many wows from me. And I mean like the honest, instinctual “wow” of a doe eyed kid; which I sadly do not remember the last time doing. It takes one back, not to a time, but to a mindset. In which at the end of the day you appreciate more. You respect nature and its treacherous beauty more. (And maybe even its creator.) And you allow yourself to be awed once again.

And here is my attempt to share with you why you too should also go. If you find the pictures nice, then seeing these places with your own eyes and being there is exponentially better.