Romulo Café

It's Tuesday night. Who would've thought that just about every restaurant along Tomas Morato will be brimming with people? Parking was nearly impossible. We were nearing the end of the road so we decided to make a turn and just settle for Mesa. We were ready to make another turn at Sct. Dr. Lazcano when we saw Romulo Café, which was getting good reviews, I was told. I know that usually you would need to make reservations. Tonight we got lucky.

From outside, the place looked promising. This is actually a rented house by the late President Romulo's granddaughter, which they transformed into a Filipino restaurant (no, not fusion).

The waiting area seemed comfortable.

Sad that we were not able to avail of seats inside; though it wasn't so bad as no one was smoking during the duration of our meal. The night wind felt nice too.

We ordered molo soup. It wasn't as tasty as Pancake House's Almondigas Soup, which I love, but it seemed a healthier choice.
Oh, a caveat. I think I may have been used to very strong tastes and flavors, having stayed in Bangkok for quite a few months. That probably explains why I find most food bland lately.

I wanted to have pomelo salad as I am on a diet - but what's the point of going to a new restaurant? So I agreed to have a proper meal.

We had Crispy Tuyo Rice (Php130), Beef Caldereta with Queso de Bola (Php300) and Gising Gising (Php150).
The Tinapa Rice was good. Seems like everyone is doing a tuyo/tinapa flavor of everything these days.

Beef Caldereta was really good. Creamy and yummy. Best part of the meal.

Gising Gising was also good, better if you eat with green chili embedded in the dish. Unlike Recipe's Gising Gising, this one had just the right amount of spice as not to ruin your appetite.

The staff was very attentive and quick. The food did not take forever to arrive, and they served them all at the same time, which I totally appreciate. The place was clean and the crowd that night wasn't too noisy. Food prices weren't bad too. Recommended for a night out with friends.

*BURP

Cabbages and Condoms

Last weekend we went to a restaurant called Cabbages and Condoms along Sukhumvit 12. The condom concept easily outshone the food.

Okay let's talk FOOD. We ordered:

Thai-style dimsum
It felt like mashed potato. I didn't go beyond one bite.

Pork Satay
This is quite famous in the streets of Bangkok. The ones from C&C are just as good.

Tom Yum Kung
I'm not a fan of Seafood Tom Yum, but C&C's was rather yummy and has a lot of shrimps, squid and mushroom.

Pineapple rice
Everything in Bangkok has a rather sweet taste to it - even the fruits are dipped in a sugar-chili combo. Pineapple rice is no exception. Not my cup of tea, although this is also quite famous in Thailand.

Pork Fried Rice with Salted Egg
I don't eat pork, but I love salted egg, hence this. Obviously, nothing much to expect from a fried rice dish, but the salted egg was good. :D

Thai people will always tell you that if you want to eat really good Thai food, go to the cheaper restaurants; better yet, hit the streets! This is proof to that. Food is not spectacular, but the unique concept and ambiance makes for a rather memorable experience.

Charming Prince Charming

Kate Middleton was doing a fashion show in this see-through outfit when Prince William first laid eyes on her.

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@_@

in the previous days, i discovered that there really are people who want to be a model. i mean, real people, people i talk with everday. l don't know, maybe i just thought that model wannabes are people i can't get along with,ie, bitches & narcissists.

i don't know which surprised me more, the fact that they want to be models, or the fact that they are serious about it. and i mean agent-searching & go see-craving serious.

maybe i've become a tad too cynical. maybe i've stopped believing that dreams do come true & it wouldn't hurt if we do something that might up our chances of making our dreams happen.

at different points in my life i've had varying dreams, most of them now in limbo. i've become inured to the most painful feeling of self-disappointment, wanting something so badly in the first few weeks & then suddenly just letting it go, as if i've been scorched by my own hopelessness.

i still have dreams, yes. but the sad thing is that i have slowly accepted the possibility that there's a line between reality & wishful thinking, & i was crossing it.

& so i start thinking again, of the dreams past & all that jazz.