Breakfast Haven

A family trip to Tagaytay was one thing I did not expect. Despite the lack of sleep, I did not fail to convince my parents that we eat at Breakfast at Antonio's.

If you think you're going back to the nice white house with the beautiful view of Taal volcano, think again. They have actually transferred to the old Antonio's but nevertheless, one could not be disappointed.

We were greeted by a nice sunny weather, cool Tagaytay air and very hospitable staff. The furnishings were not disappointing as well.

We ordered salad with pears in white truffle vinegrette. The greens were fresh and crunchy. The candied walnuts gave just the right amount of sweetness. The pears were sweet. I love the nutty kick of the arugula as well. But the truffle oil in the dressing was what made my day.

I ordered the spanish chorizo fritata and was craving for it for a long time. The eggs were fluffy, the spiciness of the chorizo also made it a very good morning. The cheese made a good binder of the different tastes and textures of the dish.

My Dad got the corned beef and he is an avid fan of corned beef as I can remember. He barely talked as he ate. I was able to taste it. the beef was really tender and tasty.

My baby sister got the Eggs Florentine. It looks so good. I'll order it on my next visit.

My other sister got the 4 cheese omelette...really good too. I lack words to describe it.

I forgot the name of what my mom ordered. It was beef on top of thinly layered potatoes. The beef was really tasty too.

Our guests got the Recado longganisa, they said it was really delicious too.

It's just not the food though that I enjoy at Breakfast at Antonio's but it was the dinning experience. The chef even greeted us, turns out his wife was my mom's student in AC. The staff was very friendly and the service was fast. They seemed to make sure you get served right away. The ambiance was just lovely...perfect for a nice family brunch.

I would definitely go back especially they gave us a gift certificate. Even with no GC though, I would definitely have another Antonio's experience.

In Dracula's Lair

I saw a link about a new resaturant in Mall of Asia while I was busy surfing the net instead of being driven nuts by work. The restaurant was called Bucharest and I was intrigued what Romanian food taste like after all the classes I used to complete for Romania and the really nice chats I had with my former counterpart.

So the main concept of the restaurant itself seems to have won me over and I really wanted to try it. One sunday night, I watched a movie with my sisters and desperately looked for a dress for my friend's wedding, we decided to eat at Bucharest after we saw their add in the escalator and ignored our Chinese food craving.

When we got there, it seemed a bit quiet since it was sunday and the dinner rush seems to be over. The waitress was kind enough to show us to our seats right away. We did not know that a band was about to perform. I am not really a fan of live bands performing while I eat (except at weddings). Or I was not in the mood for a live band that night and prefer talking since it was bonding night.

When I saw the menu, I did not know which were Romanian food or if they have any difference with the food in the other European countries as I saw hummus, Ceasar salad and pasta.

We ordered their hummus since we were big fans of hummus and we were trying to determine where in Manila can we find the best tasting hummus. I could say that it was definitely not at Bucharest. They did a better job with the presentation and I like the fact that there are olives but I've had better. The bread that comes with the hummus though tastes good but it wouldn't really make top much sense if you have a just fine hummus.

We also ordered their Insalata Cezare. The romaine lettuce was fresh and crunchy but the serving seems pretty small for its price and there doesn't seem to be enough dressing. It would have been better if the have already tossed the dressing into the salad.

We also had their seafood pesto pasta. The noodles was not really al dente and the dish itself was nothing extraordinary. The pasta was served with bread, the very same bread that came with the hummus.

Lastly we had the whole roasted chicken. This is the only dish that I would recommend. The blending flavors of citrus and rosemary can really make you get second and third servings for this dish. The chicken was also very tender and the sidings of mashed potatoes and steamed vegetables perfectly complimented this dish.

I was not able to try the drinks there but the bar list seems promising. The prices of beer and cocktails were reasonable and they serve Mojitos! The interior was quite weird because the restaurant seems to have a whole lot of space but very few tables. It reminds you of a dance studio. One thing I liked though was the Dracula and Romania trivia that they have on their placemats.

If I come back to Bucharest, I would probably for the drinks but I would rather have dinner somewhere else.

Ranting on missing and what I want

When I sit and ponder what my life was like a year ago, I could not believe it was different and similar as to what I have now. I have that same longing of searching what I wanted to do, who I wanted to be and where I wanted to go. The endless questions of who are my friends keep flowing in my head. It is a familiar feeling that you are surrounded by people yet you feel so alone because the ones you wanted to be beside you cannot be with you.

They cannot be a part of your life and current experience because they may be somewhere else or they simply cannot be you because they choose not to or don't want to at all. I miss my travel buddy who is miles away. I am once again about to pack my bags but this time with people I will be travelling with for the first time. I am not so sure if what they like to do is the same as what I wanted to do or how I do things. I miss my best friend. I just wanted to talk to her for hours about everything that I have to go through. All the extreme mood swings get tiring and there are things that I know she will be the only one to understand. There are other things that I wanted to do but I can no longer ask that person to accompany me. I miss greeting someone good night or good morning or ask how his day is. I miss just bugging someone to just go on a food trip or do whatever feel like doing and he wouldn't get mad because all that matters is spending time with you. It's funny because I miss these things but not the person. I keep telling myself that it has to end because someone better is coming. When I come to think of it though, will it ever come? I know I deserve better. I should be treated with kindness, respect and understanding. I keep crossing my fingers that whoever comes is faithful and not judgemental.
I just hope that he will appreciate the child in me and not hate me for it. Someone who can accept my past wholeheartedly and who I am now. Someone willing to go on an adventure and would also like to see the world and try so many things the world can offer. Obviously I will say applicants are welcome haha. If I think about it, everything I mentioned are things that I am not willing to compromise along with other factors.

I am at a cross road once again just as I have felt a year ago and also two years ago. I could not figure out what is the one thing that I really wanted to do for the rest of my life. I can do so many but I cannot pick one. What I have now is something I accept while I figure things out but I can no longer stay in this limbo. I talked with a friend last weekend and we were discussing when will our quarter life crisis end. Yeah...when will it end? What's weird though is that there was one thing we would like to do but if we do it, society and our culture judges us to be irresponsible. I would be glad to just pack my bags and live in a beach in Thailand and take a month to a year off. I envy how many Europeans and Americans can do it but as a Filipino, I feel I will be judged as irresponsible and stupid. Why can't we live a carefree life? Why can't we live a life where we can't be judged with our decission on what we wanted to do?

So much for freedom...Whether they amend the never ending issue with the constitution, it's not exactly a free country because we are judged by society, culture and most especially religion.

This may be a reason why I desperately wanted to move to Europe. They wouldn't exactly care how you wanted to live your life.

Why can't things be simple? All we wanted is just simple but everything around us just wanted to complicate it. The question is, if you find the courage to make it simple and go for it, will it be satisfying enough with everything that you have to go through?