Calaguas Islands

I stepped off the boat onto Calaguas Island expecting adventure. What I got was a reality check on my expectations for food as I ate the first of many Calaguas Island meals. No beachfront bistros with Edison bulbs. No chalkboard ...

The table looked like something from a travel magazine. Grilled tuna gleamed under the afternoon sun. Steaming rice-filled ceramic bowls. Fresh coconut halves sat ready for drinking. Sliced mango and pineapple made neat rows across plastic platters. This is what ...

I watched Maria stare at the menu for a full three minutes. Her friend Jen had already ordered grilled bangus. The cook was waiting. Maria’s hand hovered over the laminated list as if she were disarming a landmine. “Do you ...