Everytime I am asked where’s a good place to eat at in Quezon City, Scout Area to be exact, I am stumped. And everytime that question is raised, I realize I don’t eat a lot out in my ‘hood. I just go to the same familiar places all the time. It’s not like nothing is new nor exciting — something new opens up every other week and we are spoilt for choice here. I just don’t feel the immediate need to scratch every must visit restaurant here in our area precisely because it’s. just. here.
Also, parking in Morato-Timog is a pain. It’s free, but it’s basically non-existent. The time we spend looking for parking during prime time dinner crowd might as well be spent with me cooking at home. Anyways, if parking frustrations arise, we can always go back to the restaurant. Bacause, it’s. just. there.
On our first meal out for 2015, we decided it was time to visit one of the restaurants we wanted to try out ever since it opened, except that parking kept on foiling us. F7 in Scout Rallos is a building with several crowd-drawing restaurants — Kanin Club, Uncle Moe’s, Purple Oven, Seafood Shack —- with no parking space to support it. The building also houses Senor Pollo, and we thought maybe if we visited at a lazy Saturday at the tailend of a very long vacation at 2 pm, we might just get a parking slot and a table. Baka lang.
There was parking space alright. But we still had to wait for a table. At an odd, off peak hour, this was the crowd at their tiny 2nd floor dining space (every restaurant at F7 Rallos is uhm, cute).
Respectable. And quite loud (I’ve been developing the hearing — and decibel sensitivities — of an old person lately). Friends on the last rounds of holiday reunions and families on late lunches all enjoying this hole in a wall, relaxed atmosphere. The walls does not absorb any sound at all and I could hear the next table over’s conversations so well I could actually offer my two cents worth. And I would later understand the sizeable crowd (and tolerate the expected boisterous noise at our next visit) at the end of the meal.
My quarter roasted chicken is juicy and tasty, with the chimichurri actually offering flavor and not just a kick. Of course, I had to bathe it with the garlic and hot sauce that was supposed to be reserved for the street tacos. Not because it needed it, but because the sauces were on the table and I am adventurous like that. The street tacos were good too, but those of El Chupacabra (same owners, by the way) are better. My chicken came with 2 sides; I got the white rice, because I’m Filipino and I can’t anything without rice, and the mac and cheese, which I swear is all kinds of sin in one bite. The staff’s recommendation of the Jalapeno and Cheese quesadilla looks boring on the plate but it is on point. Even the Southern iced tea is a pleasant surprise — not overpoweringly sweet and most notably (a pet peeve), not Lipton-y. It’s a good meal if ever you’re in QC.
Yeah, I know, parking. But you’ve been warned. You’re welcome.
F7 Building, Scout Rallos Street,
Quezon City, Philippines