HongKong Roastings at Famous Kitchen

HongKong Roastings at Famous Kitchen

Sometimes, you just want a quick bite. Most likely, sometimes is a friday and you just want to avoid the weekly expected carmageddon. You want to park somewhere, grab a table and have something in front of you in a jiffy. Hopefully it’s something the kitchen can just slice off their well prepared mise en place and assemble in under five minutes. Sometimes, you just need a fast and filling meal.

Lucky for us, Famous Kitchen popped up in the neighborhood and ticked off every box.

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Famous - Char Siu BBQ Rice
Famous - Peking Duck Rice
Famous - Roast Pork Belly
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So on every given Friday night, when on a pinch as to where we want to eat, we can just park somewhere along Tobias, hope for a table (or have it to go) and choose from the many roastings over rice they offer. It’s delicious and it’s hearty and it’s satisfying. I would probably have peking duck, Jr would most likely have the char siu BBQ rice and because I am Lallie, there will be roasted pork belly on the table.

And I will be home in under five minutes — full and happy.


Famous Kitchen
Scout Tobias Corner Scout Gandia Street
Brgy. Laging Handa, Quezon City

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49-B Heirloom Kitchen and Their Hot Ginger Banana Brulee

49-B Heirloom Kitchen and Their Hot Ginger Banana Brulee

There are two types of people: there are those who go to the doctor at the first pinch of pain they feel. My husband falls in that category. Now, there are people who only go to the doctor when they feel like they’re dying. That’s me. It’s not something to be proud of, I know, but I hate going to the doctor and being prescribed medicines, or worst, being told I should start avoiding certain types of food.

Yes, it always boils down to food.

So instead of going to the doctor, and being told to lay off some food for a while, I skip a step and much to my dismay, cut off my favorite food group until I feel like my gall stones aren’t playing pingpong around my insides anymore. I am a proud carnivore, and a tell-tale sign I am feeling that there is something off in my body is if I start asking for fish or vegetables. Which is what I’ve been doing even way before lent.

It’s not quite a struggle. Every good restaurant, unless it specializes on bagnet or lechon, should have a decent fish or salad option. Since we’re milking our neighborhood for all its worth while we’re still here, we tried out 49-B Heirloom Kitchen.

Heirloom kitchen used to be in Scout Tobias, along a row of small cozy restaurants I pass by when I run at night (Which also only happens when I’m already feeling something), hence the name 49-B (Scout tobias). Business is apparently good, so they moved a couple of blocks to a bigger location is Scout Gandia. The new location is an old house converted into a two storey dining space, a pretty popular practice here in our neighborhood. In spite of the new location, it’s still maintained the cozy ambiance, with the old house’s charm and low ceilings.

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Heirloom Kitchen Pumpkin Soup
Heirloom Kitchen Fern Salad
Heirloom Kitchen Adobo Breakfast Plate
Heirloom Kitchen Mediterranean Grilled Salmon

We ordered the Fern Salad, which came with cherry tomatoes and salted egg. Jr had the Adobo Breakfast Plate which was good adobo. I, with the ping pong gall stones, had the Mediterranean Grilled Salmon, which came with a perfectly charred skin, flaky thick slab over a bed of mashed potatoes. The food is nothing spectacular by Scout Area Dining standards. Don’t get me wrong, though. If you serve good, reasonably priced food catered for families here, you’ll survive this highly competitive dining neighborhood, and Heirloom Kitchen is just homey good old cooking. I wouldn’t worry about their business.

Heirloom Kitchen Hot Ginger Banana Brulee

If you’re visiting here, leave room for dessert. The Hot Ginger Banana Brulee is grilled plantain, topped with torched brown sugar. It is served with vanilla ice cream which is perfectly balanced out by the ginger spice kick. It is highbrow banana cue. And though you can get adobo, and grilled salmon pretty much elsewhere in Manila, the dessert alone is worth coming back to.


49-B Heirloom Kitchen
146 Scout Gandia Street
Sacred Heart, Quezon City
026533711

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VIDEO | Vlog #33 – Art Appreciation Day

VIDEO | Vlog #33 – Art Appreciation Day

Jr and I are never ones to claim we know a ton shit about the arts. But we love to support the arts, even if it just means showing up. When we heard there’s an art fair again in Makati, we endured the heavy, rain-induced traffic across the Metro. So did a million other people.

I am not exaggerating. Art Fair Philippines 2017 was held at The Link, a multi level car park on a normal day. The community response was so great they had to control the crowd entering the carpark. We arrived at the Link to a growing line extending on both ends.

I, for one, never go on lines where there’s no donut in the end. But for art, we can make an exception.

The Art Fair is 3 floors of celebration of local and international art. There’s a 250 pesos door fee, but the art kids were out in bulks because it’s 50 pesos for students and free if you’re from Makati. Art appreciation can be challenging with the amount of people on the floor. Most of the time, your view is blocked by a limb, or several limbs. Since I’m a little girl, I’m used to seeing back of people’s necks instead.

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After a couple of hours rummaging the floor for the secret Ben Cab room and massive sculptures of the entire Cacnio clan, my little bladder called a break. I found a airconditioned portalet at the top floor and this.

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All the art and the world, but nothing compares to a great sunset. Good job kids.

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Mrs. Graham’s Cafe and That Bibingka With Salted Egg Macaron

Mrs. Graham’s Cafe and That Bibingka With Salted Egg Macaron

I am a solitary being. I have long accepted the fact that I am an introvert. When I was a kid, I’d spend whole summers inside my room, while my sisters played with cousins and neighbors outside. People would think I went to the province because two months would pass without them seeing even the shadow of me. And I’ve carried it as I grew. I am very much fine with staying at home. I like to keep my fridge and pantry stocked up as if I was preparing for a zombie apocalyse. I can cook so even though there’s a million and one food establishment within walking distance from me, there is really no need to go out. I have better coffee than most coffee shops in Timog. I like cute coffeeshops, but it pains me to cough up good money for bad coffee. There are corners in my house that always needs to be cleaned. There are unread books on my shelves. There are unedited clips waiting to be youtube videos on my harddrive. If ever I found myself in the miraculously on the bottom of both those files, I can write. And I can write about things endlessly. I can write about anything, about something and some things about nothings. If there’s one thing I am confident about, it’s that I will never get bored.

Then suddenly, one day, the dsl decides to conk out. Knowing that I do not have internet is unsettling. I start to get anxious and I quickly forget that the things I mentioned above do not really need internet to get done. There are loads I can do without internet and yet, the fact that I cannot get to instagram and twitter and facebook and youtube annoys me. And then I start charting the coffee shops near me that I wanted to try out someday if in case I have a reason to go out and pray to the internet gods that they have wifi.

If you want to smoke me out of my hole, cut my internet line off.

The first thing on my list, and nearest my place is Mrs. Graham’s Cafe. It’s a cute little homey cafe which is about 8 minutes (tops!) walking distance from my place. Mrs. Graham keeps popping up on every list of must try places when it comes to milkshakes, smores or macarons. Of course, such lists need to be verified. And today, my (lack of) internet in the house is the perfect excuse.

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I hauled my laptop, harddrive and chargers to this lovely cafe in F7 Rallos. I opened the door and the asked the staff cleaning the nearest table if they had wifi. Yes, she said, and so I stepped in and commited my spot as I placed down my stuff on the table by the window. I walked over to the counter, glanced over the macaron display and tried to apply a rarely practiced virtue, SELF-CONTROL. Lallie, you can have everything, but not in the same time, especially when it can cause diabetes. I held off from ordering the smores milkshare, which I really wanted to try. I know how milkshakes are served these days in the city. They’re massive and overflowing and ridiculous. I’ll try to save it when I have company. I looked at the chalkboard menu above the counter, basic for such chic cafes and settled for an Americano and the smores macaron. I glanced at the refrigerated display one more time and another macaron caught my fancy: Bibingka with Salted Egg. I’m getting one of those too.

Look, ma. I just got two. Self-control!

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I took a couple of pictures with the generous afternoon light by the window, and took a sip of the coffee before it went too cold. I picked up the smores macaron first, took a bite and it was okay. Macarons with a big burnt marshmallow in between. I bet my life the milkshake versions is much more impressive, but I didn’t feel like piling on the sugar. I reached for the Bibingka with Salted Egg macaron, took one bite and angels sang. This thing was too dang good. Like good in the levels where I was listing down who I’ll give these to on Christmas. I took my another bite, my last, and like I do so whenever I have great things resting in my palate, I danced a little dance in my seat. If I can marry that macaron, I would, even if I’m already married.

I fired up my laptop and tried connecting to their wifi. Let’s just put it this way: The Bibingka with Salted Egg macaron is so good, I immediately forgave Mrs. Graham’s cafe for their making me sign in for their wonky wifi service. I finished my coffee and gathered my things and off I went on an impromptu Morato-Timog coffee shop tour.

That macaron though. That macaron was a promising start of a wifi hunting afternoon.


Mrs. Graham’s Cafe
51-C Scout Rallos Street, Brgy. Laging Handa
Tomas Morato, Quezon City

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Dong Juan | Spacial Love

 

The dining room had a high ceiling. A tiled column anchored the center of the main wall and emphasized how high the ceiling was. There’s a loft on the other half of the main dining space, under which were two wooden booths and the closed busy kitchen — its door flailing every other second. There were about two other rooms on the first floor, plus another dining nook under the stairs. Come up the stairs and there were about 4 more private dining rooms, in addition to the loft space where you can peer over the diners below. New recessed lighting was added — for dark nights probably, because the large windows made way for plenty of morning sun. They had big paintings of rice fields and the Santo Nino. The cherub wall decor freaked me out a bit, but those are easy to overlook (or chuck. :D). They hid new electrical lines in visible rod enclosures, for structural integrity, I guess. It would be a travesty to drill into those beautiful planks of wood and bricks of this old rustic house.

The new restaurant in our neighborhood, Dong Juan, is a Cebu implant. It follows the recent trend in the area — old homes being converted into restaurants. It is a beautiful space.  I was in love. If I had the money, I’d buy it and convert it back to a house. But I don’t, so I guess I’ll be coming back for the food often just to be able to admire the place.

The task wouldn’t be such trouble. The menu is massive and everything looked great. They have the usual crowd pleasers. We ordered the burger steak, which was one of the better burger steaks we had in a while. That might not be saying much because my unsophisticated palate thinks Jollibee’s burger steak is the bomb, (Who says the bomb anymore?) but it is good. The meat was juicy and tender and the gravy was generous but not overpowering. There is nothing special about it, but it is made well. And sometimes, that’s good enough.

We had the baby back ribs as well. I loved certain parts of it, particularly the tender middle part. The outside, slathered in red barbecue sauce, was too well done and dry, I couldn’t bring myself to swallow it. I wanted to love it, but I cannot go all out John Legend on it. If you’ve been to Cebu and already made the touristy culinary rounds, this one tasted so similar to Casa Verde’s Brian’s ribs.

What I suggest you try, and the thing I’ll probably make my constant excuse to ogle at this gorgeous house, is the Gambas Al Ajillo Pasta. The pasta was perfect and for the price, they did not scrimp on the shrimp. It came out of the kitchen piping hot; the bonito flakes dancing in the steam. It puts up quite a table show and it did not disappoint in taste. This pasta and the house, I covet.

 


Dong Juan
72 Mother Ignacia Ave cor Scout Reyes
Quezon City

 

 

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