Up close and personal with the black olives
When I was still working in “faraway” Ortigas (I live in Cavite, you see), Earle’s Delicatessen was my go-to restaurant pick on days I’m feeling fat. In fact, the boyfriend and I usually have salad from Earle’s first before we hit the gym. 
I still have cravings for their bulky sandwiches and fresh greens, but it’s just too bad that an Earle’s branch is nowhere near our office building. 
Luckily, I was near the boyfriend’s workplace yesterday so we met up for lunch and trooped to Earle’s Delicatessen. I’m not sure of the building’s name but we went to the one near RCBC Plaza–Columns perhaps? Finally, I got to satisfy my incessant craving for Earle’s!
