|Yum yum, Lechon.|
|Thai soup, Makati, Manila.|
|Really, really don't bother.|
|Breakfast at, and with, Frendz.|
I'll skip the next few images as they are of the simply beautiful meal that Buena treated me and Greg to in Bacolod, I've posted them already. The next one is not so much food as a drink that I really want to try to replicate when I get home.
|Ginger and lime drink.|
|They call it breakfast.|
|A MacDonalds by any other name.|
Did I say the meal in Boracay was the worst? Mmmmm, that is probably a moot point. I went to a place one night in Bacolod and was served this. It looks lovely although the sauce tasted like semi-congealed seawater, I have never in my life attempted to eat such an overseasoned meal. Bloody disgusting. Avoid Ting Tings.
|Treat with caution.|
|Who says you can't have it all?|
Next night, I had arranged to meet Buena and Gregg in a place called Shakey's. Again, another Western themed place specializing in pizza and pasta etc. The menu stated, "Don't know what to eat, why not have it all?" Sounds like a plan to me. As the image shows, a bit of pizza, spag. bol., fried chicken and a bit of what was billed as a Caesar salad, which was nothing of the sort but was damned tasty all the same. It even came with a delicious bowl of chicken and corn soup and all for under three quid ($5US for any overseas readers who might stumble in here.) Great stuff.
This post has taken rather longet than I expected and I need to go off and check out the culinary delights of Dumaguete City once again so I shall sign off now and resume this later. Believe me, dear reader (the singular is deliberate) there is a whole epicurean world yet to come.