Nope.
Jollibee is not bred here on this farm. The farm is much too sosyal for that.
I'm talking about Bohol Bee Farm, one of the nicest attractions there is ( I must say) in Panglao, Bohol. The first time I ever stepped my Cinderella feet on this nature haven, I was hooked. And this was in January 2010, a couple of months later when the family decided to have our own getaway, I knew we had to stay in the Bee Farm. Meet Tagaytay's Sonya's Garden vis-a-vis the wonderful blue green waters of Panglao, and you get to have that nice, cozy stay right at your noses here at Bohol Bee Farm.
We arrived a couple of minutes past 4:00 PM after a very exhausting day tour of Panglao Island. The hubby was quite wary when the driver made a right turn on one of the dirt roads leading to the farm (believe me, it's like a wrong turn where cannibals will feast at you if your engine dies in the middle of nowhere --- something perhaps that the Bee Farm owners might want to look into) but heaved a sigh of relief when he saw civilization right after the bumpy limestone tracks.
We stayed at a suite room (Beehive Suite #5) which was really in the middle of everything. My lil rock dragon was somehow disappointed with the room (it was au naturel... made of wood, with lil insects crawling around and a musty smell) calling it " non-hotel" but decided it was okay since he got cable tv anyways.
My boys watched tv while I decided to have a stroll outside and found my way to the dock downstairs.
Bohol Bee Farm offers a free tour of their farm and the nearby marine sanctuary where you can snorkel and play around with the fish. Sunset is great to watch at the dock, and if my kid wasn't in tow, I would've just wanted to be lazy on one of their benches and just let time fly.
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| Could've been better with a DSLR :-) |
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| Sunset viewed at the Bee Farm's dock... Purple marries Vermilion in a myriad of colours at dusk. |
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| There's always something about sunsets that make me starry-eyed. |
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| Stairway to Triton's Kingdom |
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| Malditang Demonyita's narcissism |
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| The same blossoms that go into your spicy chicken salad (available at the resto) |
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| The wooden dock |
The Bee Farm offers fresh, homemade organic dishes with ingredients grown locally inside the farm. Last time we visited in January 2010 with friends from work, I fell in love with the Cab-cab and the camote lasagna but sadly, the latter is no longer available in their menu ;-(
The hubby ordered seafood soup medley and ham and cheese pizza for the lil rock dragon. I just ordered Cab-cab with tomato pesto since I didn't feel like eating a lot of grains (read: insulin spikes = getting fat).
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| Holiday decorations grace the centerpiece |
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| O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree... why thou art so light-y? |
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| Cab-cab with tomato pesto (cab cab is cassava flour, much like tortillas then fried happily) |
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| Complimentary camote bread. So much for insulin spikes. |
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| Interesting seafood medley soup with patola and crayfish. |
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| Not lobster, not shrimp but a mutant of both crustacean genes. It's called a crayfish. |
The hubby didn't like the food. He doesn't like anything organic. After a horrendous, geeky lecture on food and nutrition from yours truly, we decided to pack up and call it a day. Oh, and lil rock dragon didn't like the pizza either and he ended up feasting on the Italian Gianduia cake we brought along with us. I just didn't quite get it why the two boys didn't like the food... or are males really wired up for burgers and steaks? Oh but heck I liked it. I was the one paying for it, anyways so had to savor every morsel (including that of the bread... insulin spikes... my foot!)
Breakfast consisted of farmer's ham, an onion waffle and omellettes with a hot choco drink.
Aside from the regular organic stuff you'd get to indulge in at the Farm's resto, they also sell homemade ice cream in fancy flavors. My particular favorites are the Spicy Ginger and Malunggay while the boys stuck to the "normal" familiar flavors of Chocolate and Ube. The hubby commented Malunggay flavor tastes like grass... I asked him if he had the opportunity to eat or taste grass before. He walked out on me. But hey. I was right in my argument!
The next itinerary at the Farm is to have a day tour of the place, which includes learning about bees and how to make honey. We were ushered to the bee garden and there we got the chance to learn, observe and even touch bees. The species they breed do not normally sting unless they are threatened, and all I can say is that a honeybee is fuzzy and wuzzy. There the boys learned that in the insect kingdom, females dominate the rest of the subjects. They got themselves busy looking for the Queen Bee while I secretly wondered to zap the rest of humanity into like bees so girl power can ultimately rule the world. Oh, and when a drone (read: male bee) mates with the Queen, he dies instantly after having an orgasm. Such a happy death.
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| Finders keepers, losers weepers: Find Le Queen. |
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| The hubby wanted to be a beekeeper and live in the farm. |
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| Queen Bee-tch in the house! |
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| Beekepers. |
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| Fuzzy and wuzzy just like a shaved head. |
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| Bohol Bee Farm also offers a livelihood program to the locals in the vicinity, offering employment and income. |
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| Some of the products made by the women at the farm out of raffia and rattan. |
All in all, we had a good time savoring in the sights and sounds at the Bohol Bee Farm. We had a sumptuous lunch of honeyed chicken and red rice for the il rock dragon, baby back ribs for the hubby and seafood in coconut pasta for yours truly. Again, the hubby didn't like eating his salad coz he found it too exotic for his palate. I ended up eating it and ironically the flowers tasted like sweet leaves.
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| Spicy chicken salad with organic flowers |
If you want to get in touch with Bohol Bee Farm, you may visit their website at
www.boholbeefarm.com
Would you like to know more about the birds and the bees? Ask Jollibee or Bumblebee.
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