The first time I realized that each place in the Philippines was different was when I went to college in Manila. It was the first month of school and I was invited to a block party. Everyone was hanging out and drinking beers. I was surprised to see everyone holding San Mig Lights.
The organizer, and chief drinker, was handing out drinks. I asked for a beer, and he promptly gave me a Light.
“Uhm… do you have Red Horse?” I said.
“Ah! Are you a Cebuano?”
Many things set Cebuanos apart from the rest of the Philippines. We’re here to celebrate those differences.