Showing posts with label Gigi Vinzon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gigi Vinzon. Show all posts

December 29, 2012

Nest in your Cocoon


Snuggle in with your special someone (or just escape from the madness of the world) while lying on this luxurious bed with a pocket-spring mattress, wrapped in 400-thread count, 100-percent Egyptian cotton linen. 


The name “Cocoon” is quite apropos for this new 40-room boutique hotel in Quezon City.

Just opened late last year, Cocoon envelops its guests in comforting quiet luxury with its tastefully appointed rooms and public areas, and an attentive and courteous staff.

Concessionaires on the ground and second floors also provide services to address guests’ dining, entertainment, or wellness needs. So guests don’t even have to leave the hotel to rest, relax and entertain themselves—quite literally, their world is complete in this “cocoon”.

What is admirable is how so much thought and care for the environment was put into the design of the building, making it possibly the first “green” hotel in the metropolis. It uses only LED lighting throughout the building, has an active waste-segregation plan, inverter airconditioning to cool the guest rooms, a linen-and-towel reuse program, and eco-certified organic bathroom amenities, to name a few.

Also, large glass windows allow natural lighting into the public areas and guest rooms; rain and ground water is used to flush toilets, irrigate plants and general house cleaning; and much of the building’s construction incorporated reclaimed wood, metal roofing and steel grills of the old on-site structure.

With the hardwood pieces recycled from old houses and lighting fixtures previously used by a five-star hotel, the Steven Leach-designed interiors of Cocoon evokes a kind of lived-in, Old World splendor amid a modern tropical setting.



Lounge around in the warm, inviting lobby in tropical hues. The wall on the right features carabao cart wheels framed in ventanillas from old houses - a repurposing theme carried throughout the hotel. 

The lobby itself, done in swathes of welcoming white and brown, was a great respite from the dusty wind and noise of careening cars in the main avenue’s traffic outside. 

An 1800s-era Steinway grand piano stood on the left of the entrance, and on the right comfortable lounging chairs and couches with tangerine pillows beckoned me to take a load off.

The wall at the lounging area features carabao cart wheels as art pieces quaintly framed using ventanillas from old houses—a repurposing theme carried throughout the hotel’s interiors.

Hanging up above from the lobby’s high ceiling was a dazzling Murano chandelier—what a breathtaking delight! Three more such chandeliers can be found in the hotel’s ballroom on the rooftop deck.

The suite I was booked in was spacious with a regular-sized sofa, a writing desk that was part of a long slab of heavy darkwood which also served as a shelf for one’s things, and a 32-inch LED TV. Adjacent to bedroom is the bathroom with a shower area and a bathtub over which is a glass window with shades that one can lower for privacy.

It was such a joy to sleep on the pocket-spring bed and snuggle with the circle-of-down pillows wrapped in 400-thread-count, 100-percent Egyptian cotton linen. It’s just the kind of bed you’d want to spend lazy days in. So despite the high-speed Internet access in the room, I didn’t switch on my MacBook even once.

On the rooftop is a bar/café overlooking a small pool where simple breakfast fare is served each morning. Eating my beef tapa, sunny-side up egg and sinangag while chatting among friends under the canopied dining area, I could almost forget I was still in the middle of a bustling city. What a relief to be insulated from the bedlam outside!



Snuggle in with your special someone (or just escape from the madness of the world), while lying on this luxurious bed with a pocket-spring mattress, wrapped in 400-thread count, 100-percent Egyptian cotton linen. 

The ballroom, with those sparkling Murano chandeliers, can accommodate about 250 guests—large enough for your daughter’s giggly guests at her 18th birthday party, or an intimate wedding reception. It can also be divided into two function halls, which these days are often used by government agencies for their seminars and team-building efforts.

There’s so much to do in this hotel. I checked out one of its concessionaires—Iris Spa—and had a vigorous Swedish/Shiatsu massage while splayed out on the spa’s heated bed. Its rates are quite reasonable, and the massage therapist assigned to me was quite efficient in her kneading of my tired knotted shoulders and back.

Another interesting space was Paire Cocktails and Pastries, owned by a young chef and her sister, which serves deconstructed desserts inspired by cocktail drinks.
I also had my nails done at Peps Silvestre Salon, which I am told has celebrities from the nearby TV networks among its regular clients. So that’s a great bonus for those into celebrity stalking...uhm, watching.

Other concessionaires include Abuela’s Coffeeshop, The Mulberry Flowers & Gift Shop, Il Duelo Italian Restaurant, My SerendipiTea Milk Tea Shop, Nouvelle Aesthetic Clinic and Triple Star Travel Agency. You really don’t have to leave the hotel to eat or have some refreshments, get a facial, or even book another vacation to some faraway destination.

Because of the hotel’s strategic location, guests in a partying mood can also swing by the nearby Timog Avenue and the Tomas Morato area to immerse themselves in the hubbub of nighttime entertainment and festivities.

Ah, but all good things must come to an end. I wish I could’ve stayed longer, but work and domestic duties called. But I’m comforted by the fact that Cocoon is just 20 minutes away from my home, and if I ever need to escape from people and backbreaking deadlines, I know just where to go.

(This piece was originally published on March 25, 2012, in the Lifestyle section of the BusinessMirror. Photos courtesy the Cocoon Boutique Hotel .)


Take an early morning swim on the roofdeck pool, before having breakfast of simple Filipino fare. 

May 13, 2008

If you found a bag w/ a million pesos, what would you do? And the best lamb adobo

Finally some good news amid all the posturing over the Meralco/high power rates issue, and rice crisis created by the presidentita herself. Ano ba 'yang babaeng 'yan, walang ginawa kundi pumunta sa DOJ at lumabas sa TV at magpa-photo op! I think she must have visited the agency like four times already to check out kuno the progress in cases against so-called rice traders. Micromanager? No, super KSP lang, graveh! Anyhoo...as promised, the good news...

Waiter returns a million pesos
ABS-CBN News online
May 12, 2008


What would you do if you discovered an abandoned bag with a million pesos in it?

A waiter at a restaurant in a mall found one on Wednesday and decided to look for the owner and give the money back.

Alexander "Stitch" Latag found the money in a blue SM plastic bag on a seat outside Cyma restaurant in Greenbelt 2 where he works. At first, Stitch thought that the bag was just trash but checked the contents first before throwing it out.

"I looked at it to check whether it was trash or a bomb," Latag said with a laugh. Latag said he got nervous when he saw bundles of P1000 bills inside the bag. When he showed it to a colleague, a lot of things played on their minds, he said. They thought it might be ransom money or for illegal purposes.

Latag said he saw the woman who left the bag outside Cyma. He waited one-and-a-half hours for her to come back and when she didn't, Stitch gave the bag to their manager, Jay Espinosa. (Read on at Waiter returns millions.)

Kudos to Chef Robby Goco and his professional and honest staff.

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Okay, the honesty part done with, but why the Eff would someone bring around P1 million in cash and in a plastic bag man din? I mean are you nuts, lady? Haven't you heard of attaché cases? Ahm chure napagalitan ka ng boss mo at ang kapal mo'ng kumain muna bago i-deposit yang pera sa bangko. Someone at POEA better check if this manpower recruitment agency even has a license! Imagine charging their clients P200,000 each?!

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Speaking of Greek food, I went to this Greek resto by the beachfront in Boracay last Saturday, and gads! that was the driest and saltiest lamb adobo I've ever tasted! (Why lamb adobo is in a Greek menu to begin with is beyond me. After all, adobo is more a Pinoy thing although technically, it's Spanish in origin, i.e. "adobar", to marinate.) Miggy and I also had the spanakopita (feta cheese in a rather thick phyllo pastry) and a Mati salata (greens, walnuts in a tart vinaigrette)...which were quite ordinary. If I may quote one respected young food writer's text message to me, the food in this restaurant is "nothing to write home about." No wonder the resto was empty except for three tables, and that included us.

Anyhoo, for the best lamb adobo, go to Bro's Mustache at Sct. Madriñan in QC. Eat it with garlic rice (or crusty bread and sop up the juices in the olive oil mix), while drinking San Mig Super Dry and listening to an acoustic Chikoy Pura sing Joe Jackson. Coolness, and yummy-ness! (Yummy lamb adobo, not Chikoy ha, although pwede na rin! he-he)

Anyway, I once asked Gigi Vinzon, co-owner of Bro's Mustache, the recipe to her lamb adobo. (Whoa, this lady can cook!) But try as might, I couldn't get it down to perfection. Ahm chure she left out a secret ingredient. Oooh Francine, I am so missing that lamb adobo now. Lesgow!