Dinuguan: Pork Blood Stew LP#9

Pabumum our host for the Lasang Pinoy 9th edition had chosen the theme Lamang-loob: Odd Cuts and Guts.

In Tagalog, laman [la’man] translates to “contents,” and loob [lo’ob] means inside–I want to feature the contents inside of an animal, or what is commonly referred to as offal. Using the “waste” parts of a butchered animal has always been part of the human diet. Growing up in the Philippines, our parents told us that offal protected us from being ill and whenever my non-Filipino friends travel back home with me, my relatives tell them that offal’s good for “many children.”

Oh well how can I miss this event but before I go on I just hope you understand my predicament of not having my own internet connection… not yet.

I have no choice at the moment but to slowly withdraw from this blogging sphere when this Lasang Pinoy is on its 9the edition came up.

Before we go on with our theme this month, let me brief you all my whereabouts. I arrived here in Antibes, France last March 28th due to the fact I was asked to show up in San Remo, Italy for an interview and trial work.

How you feel when going for an interview and it just did not feel so right?

The very same day I came back to France after hours of spending time between train stations (that time there was a daily strike here), I was called to drop by to the port and see a another boat.

my view….. thats where i “live” for the time being Port Vauban, Antibes.

Well the 2 weeks trial turned out to be a job offer. One thing I asked from the boss is an internet connection. Living and working aboard is really not so easy for some of you to comprehend.
To have a WiFi, would mean paying a land line, the boat could not easily just go to French telecom, we have to do it with the port. So at this moment the captain is finding the best option for us.
At the mean time I walk over half an hour to the internet café where some keyboards are in French and in Arabic. After days of using the keyboard the fingers are now used to the positioning of the French keyboard that when I use my laptop I mess it all up.

Is it worth my 3€ an hour, tolerating a smoking internet café for this Lasang Pinoy?

The answer is yes. It’s all worth it.
Why? Because as most of you know I find this monthly event a valuable lesson to me.
A learning process of my culture and getting to know more of the country of my birth through food.

Cia our host this month whose site I have not really dug yet picked on the theme of laman loob or rather offal.

Since I have lived in many places, not all countries sell same kind of offal one Filipino would wish be available in the market.

In UK since I was in the countryside I knew the butcher I could literally get hold of most things I wanted.
In Norway ox tail is available but hard to get fresh liver.
In Athens, the influence of the Filipinos is very strong. At the wet market you can now get head, intestines, blood but not tail.
Here in France its almost available but I just do not know the sources yet.

I grew up in a small town that my grandmother had her own pigs, chickens, ducks, geese, goats (which my mother hated so much because they ate our plants) and some pigeons. What I remember most is when one of us celebrated a birthday, she would offer a chicken or duck. This would mean we would do slaughtering and having all parts of the meat including offal, heart, liver, intestines and blood. My favourite way back then was chicken soup with the blood included.

So I do not really go squeamish when it comes to offal. Other than I grew up eating it, I have learned to clean them. Though I have not cooked much using these parts.

I wanted to cook something I have never done… dinuguan, a pork blood stew.

If I were in Athens now I would have gone to the market and ordered blood, bought the heart, liver and my meat to cook this dinuguan. I have never ever made my own.

There are two Filipina ladies in Athens both in their 70s now that make the kind of dinuguan I love. Slightly thick, rich and a bit spicy. Whenever I go back home I would ask one of them to cook this for me. Had I been home in Athens, I would have bothered one of them to teach me cook this.

boudin noir or blood sausage which you can buy per kilo.

Since am in France for the time being I had to reach out for another friend. Last year when I was in Cannes another friend showed me how she did hers. She used boudin noir (blood sausage) which she mixed her meat with.

I wanted something more traditional. When I met up my friend yesterday I had told him if we could find blood for a more authentic dinuguan but he explained to me that some blood they sell here smells.

I nearly wanted to change my plan to kare kare, ox tail with tripe cooked with peanut butter.

But as you see I really could not demand. I don’t even have my own kitchen, let alone know the shops that sell offal.
So here is what I call a bastardized or rather a frenchified dinuguan using boudin noir.


  • 1kilo boudin noir
  • Half kilo pork
  • Onions, garlic, green chilli and vinegar
  • So let me explain to you how this bastardized dinuguan made here in Antibes. Apparently this is how most Filipinos here in South of France cook their own version.

  • Slice the pork into small pieces.
  • Release the boudin noir from the casing and add vinegar
  • Sauté the garlic and onions
  • Add the pork
  • Cook for few minutes and add the boudin noir
  • Simmer till the blood cooks and sauce thickens.
  • Add the chilli , cook for few more mins and season to taste.
  • Easy isn’t it ?

    But I will do and cook the proper way of dinuguan when I get back to Athens.
    And speaking of offal I am just lucky that the Swiss cheese believes nothing should be wasted with his motto from snout to tail he certainly eats this dinuguan.

    Or perhaps when I visit the Philippines again, I would have to ask to slaughter a pig for a lechon then cook the offal, what ever laman loob I can get hold of.

    As for my dinuguan, I took my share to the boat. The rest of the crew were away, so I had a leisurely lunch on my own. Dinuguan is served best with hot steaming rice perhaps with good company.

    Born in the Philippines, raised in Europe and globetrotter.


    • K

      April 23, 2006 at 8:08 pm

      LASANG BICOL ba yan? You can’t snub diniguan during fiesta and of course the lasa should be a bit spicy, lots of coconut oil, (mostly we only use the first “piga”) at masarap talaga ng LAMAN. This is also good with puto. Mabuti naman they like this traditional delicacy without explaining the ingredients – hindi madali lutuin pero masarap ulit-uliting kainin.

      Sha, I love the “my view” picture. Relaxing at masyadong postcard-ish ang dating. Umuulan with lighnings dito, sarap kumain ng ganito.

      MISS YOU!

    • RennyBA

      April 23, 2006 at 10:38 pm

      It’s always interesting to read you posts. Thanks for sharing some of you’re daily life and all this wonderful food stuff.
      I’ve had ox tail soup too, but only from a can, so I do understand you’re comment there about Norway 🙂

    • jing

      April 23, 2006 at 11:56 pm

      dont care how bastardize the dinuguan is, the effort of finding the ingredients is worth tasting, after all… a pinoy cook is a pinoy cook… hala uy… magoangiyud na sad ko ug pangita ug ingredients ani, although i can make chika to the butcher here 🙂 p

      off topic… pssssts ang gatin daphinoix naku day !!!!

    • relly

      April 26, 2006 at 10:58 am

      i think it is too late for me to post LP9.. how was the dinuguan.. did your chef cook tasted it? My children and my husban likes it.. with the rice of course.. the boys will say yummmmm!

    • analyse

      April 26, 2006 at 2:26 pm

      now, that’s an idea. i guess i’ll have to try that soon..when my parents will be in dijon…leaving for paris tom morning…

    • stel

      April 27, 2006 at 2:44 pm

      how very interesting sha! did it taste just like traditional recipe? i too love that picture of the boat’s wake…salamat for the other photos and hope to hear more from you!

    • mae

      April 27, 2006 at 4:57 pm

      Yum yum! I like dinuguang baboy…
      and i would love to meet with you in the Antibes for some pasta ala mer! Thanks for thinking of me.

    • Dutched Pinay on Expatriation

      April 28, 2006 at 12:39 am

      I have stopped eating dinuguan for like more than 20 years already. It started as a biblical thing (I was once a fanatic, lol), then later when I was back on track with my normal life sans the religious-spiritual fanaticism, it just didn’t interest me to eat such type of food. Though, if I am back in the Philippines and offered dinuguan by a respectable source, I perhaps may eat a bit.

      On other laman-loob treats — I miss chicharon bulaklak

    • toni

      April 29, 2006 at 9:27 am

      i think that diniguan is one dish i will never attempt to cook. i will however eat it. 😀 i love your photographs, sha, as alwayzzzz!

    • JMom

      April 30, 2006 at 5:16 am

      that’s the great thing about pinoys, no matter where in the world we are we’ll find a way to have our comfort foods 🙂 bastardized or not, I bet this was great, it sure looked like it.

    • bayi

      May 1, 2006 at 3:33 pm

      Another great post, Sha. Though we grew up in a different environment, offal was very much a part of our diet. I have moved away from eating animal parts as much as I can but this doesn’t mean I don’t like them. My roots are strong and your post brings back a lot of good memories!

    • lani

      May 2, 2006 at 10:17 am

      Your effort is greatly appreciated, Sha. Imagine, kahit dumayo ka pa sa mausok na internet cafe, go ka pa rin sa posting ng LP natin.

      Sana maayos na ang internet connection mo. Take care!

    • Erik

      June 5, 2011 at 10:13 am

      mahusay na interpretasyon ng dinuguan ito. andyan din yung pananaw na impluwensyang pranses yung pag gamit ng boudin noir imbis na sariwang dugo ngunit matagal nang kaugalian daw yun sa pampangga kung saan ko natikamn ang pinakamasarap na dinuguan (mapapamura ka at makakalimutan mo pangalan mo sa sarap!!!). tanong mo sakin kung saan mismo pero sekreto at ayaw ko sabihin. pero sa totoo lang, tabing-kalsada along where mcarthur hi-way intersects the hi-way towards guagua, there’s this ramshakle carinderia (the town i vaguely remember was santa rita). damn if it’s probably the diesel fumes but this was the best dinuguan i’ve ever had. your recipe reminded me of this and because i didn’t want to use “betamax” to approximate the coagulated blood in authentic kampampangan dinuguan and your idea of using black pudding is a true stroke of pinoy genius! i’m sure even brit-greats keith floyd, rick stein, hugh fearnly-whittingstall, andrew holt and the knights of the black pudding would enjoy this dish.

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