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After 48 hours of self-quarantine I went to my lunch appointment at Lusso in Greenbelt 5 (facing the garden, across the pond from the museum). To congratulate myself on not having the flu, I had the Lusso demi-pound burger with foie gras.

It’s eeevil. I recommend it to anyone who likes meat. However, you may have to put off your visit to Lusso. They’re closing this afternoon to repair the air-conditioning and will reopen August 1. Until then the foie gras burger and other items in their menu will be available at Pepato in Greenbelt 2.

As we were surrounded by ladies who lunch, I felt compelled to talk about cosmetic surgery. Specifically, an actor who’s had so much work done, I don’t think he’s a carbon-based life form anymore. And he looked great before the surgery, so what is the damn problem (Vanity, fear of aging, a movie industry and society that prize youth above everything, dismorphic disorder, etc). “Why do people want to look like a spatula?” I asked, when who should walk by but three pretty ladies. It was Rio Locsin with her daughters.

Now she does not look like a spatula. Remember Salawahan, Haplos, Manila By Night? I thought it was 1982 again.

“You were brilliant in Mudraks!” I said with total conviction. Then I remembered that I haven’t actually seen Mudraks, but some bitchier friends said she was great in it. (Which reminds me that the 5th CineMalaya film festival opens at the CCP the week after next.)

I think Rio Locsin triggered puberty in the males of my generation. She is mentioned in the Hotdog song Langit Na Naman; the line ‘Di pagpapalit kahit kay Rio Locsin,’ establishes her as the goddess of that era.