Savourtina

Spring tables are being set.

This season we gather again — around good food, beautiful tables, and the simple joy of dining together.

Join us in Calgary and Winnipeg for the SavourTina Spring Table Series.

Limited seating.
Message us for reservations.

Last night I remembered something about hosting: people don’t walk into a home looking for perfection — they walk in looking for where to land.

So I welcomed everyone with something simple: fresh ginger tea (salabat) 🤍

And here’s my easiest hosting ritual now: the Welcome Tray.

Before anyone arrives, I set one tray by the entrance (or in my kitchen) with:

• a poured drink (or salabat)
• a one-bite snack
• napkins

That’s it.

Guests aren’t hovering or wondering what to do. They’re already taken care of before they even sit down. And I get to greet people without rushing back and forth.

Save this card for your next hosting night. 🤍

Meet us at the Supper club ✨

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We’re all craving community i know🥹 especially after a long day of work this was such a nice way to wind down and meet new people!! Winnipeg has these opportunities im so grateful, we gotta stay connected through food and keep each other warm 🤣 @the.greenapronmovement #5to9afterthe9to5 #filipinofood #cookingclass #winnipeg #communitybuilding

Tonight reminded me why this is the 4th Supper Club I hosted in January.

It was intimate—just a few of us around one table—but the conversation felt bigger than the room.

On my left was Tito Rod, 84 years old. Across from him were Peace and Hazel, 23. And the rest of us… somewhere in between.

We went from World War II stories (the kind you can’t learn from a textbook) to AI and what it’s doing to our lives right now… to the creator economy and how influencers are building real income streams in this new world.

Different generations. Different perspectives.
But something beautiful happened—nobody tried to “win” the conversation. We just listened. We asked questions. We laughed. We learned.

Same meal. Same table.
And suddenly, we weren’t separated by age—we were connected by stories. 🤍

This is what I love about food: it doesn’t just feed people… it aligns them.

If you’ve ever wanted to experience one of these nights, follow along. More tables are coming. 🍽️✨
Message SUPPER if you are curious 👀

Dried Fish Republic.
A love language: tuyo/daing on the side.
What’s your silog combo? 👇