Ever since my officemate told me about The Soup Kitchen, I’ve been slowly dying to dig my tiny spoon into one of their concoctions. And since I’ve reached the limit of my carb quota for the month, I let her take me to The Soup Kitchen in RCBC.
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A Bowl of Goodness at The Soup Kitchen
Tuesday, January 17th, 2012Sunday Brunch at Pancake House
Sunday, January 15th, 2012We were ready to drive back to Manila after a weekend Tagaytay getaway with the boyfriend’s friends when we all decided to park near Magallanes Square to grab brunch. It was already past 1PM but none of us had a decent breakfast yet. Nobody wanted to go home and battle a rowdy tummy on the road.
A can of Spam is not considered breakfast especially if you only had a slice–no bread, no rice, no whatever. Such hunger called for a good restaurant (no fast food, please), that’s why we ended up at one of my go-to restaurants for comfort food–Pancake House.
No Place Like Bubba Gump!
Wednesday, December 21st, 2011The last time I was at Bubba Gump it was waaaaay back in 2008 or 2009 so it was an absolute delight to learn that Christmas dinner with some of the boyfriend’s friends will be there. A friend of the boyfriend made a reservation (yay!) since Bubba Gump is usually packed during dinner time. We arrived on time and was immediately ushered to our table.
Tempura Friday
Saturday, December 3rd, 2011I don’t remember ever eating at Tempura and finishing a meal. Seriously. I don’t know if I should be happy about it that I’m (unfortunately or fortunately) given with a stomach so tiny and an appetite so suppressed.
Anyway, the last time I was at Tempura was last year. It was also around December, with the same person–the boyfriend. Hmm, I guess some things never change do they?
Tokyo Cafe: Saved by a Crepe
Monday, November 21st, 2011I’ve always had this impression that Tokyo Cafe’s menu consists of mainly Japanese classics with a twist. But boy was I wrong. It was my first time when we decided to check it out one Friday night. The fake plastic food lining up their display window looked appetizing so we went in.
I was already mildly annoyed with their service because two waitresses already saw us by the door, but they didn’t even bother to walk up to us and usher us to a vacant table. Mind you, they weren’t that full that night. I could see lots of available tables. Brushing that off, one waitress’ quick delivery of two glasses of water and menu compensated for the other staff’s apathy.






