Cab Cafe - Kapitolyo

I wondered why it was called Cab Cafe. Back in my tour lead days, I was introduced to the concept of the drivers' lounge - where the drivers eat and where complimentary food flows.

Walking down the road from Shaw along Kapitolyo, Cab Cafe comes right next to the carwashes. But nope, no cabs in sight.

You wouldn't miss it. Couches, coffee tables, wood and steel chairs. It looked so homey from afar, I wanted to drop my backpack in the middle of the road and run inside inside like I've come home from a trip to oblivion.

The interior was espresso-colored; less Starbucks, more Coffee Bean. The wood and steel chairs of the olden days makes it feel a lot more pinoy, a lot more comfy.

My eyes were so busy eyeing the cakes on display, I wasn't able to take photos. You should see it yourself though. Moist muffins, meat/tuna/chicken pies, sinful chocolate cakes and, my chosen temptation, pistachio cake.

Jaja, my travel/food/photo buddy, chose the choco pistachio cake and we both got a tuna pie each.

The pistachio cake ranked higher than the choco pistachio cake. The choco pistachio was quite too chocolatey and sweet for a whole slice. A testament that some good things are better without chocolate.

The tuna pie was great - for some reason, it made me think of recess time back in elementary. You know that feeling of excitement over your packed snack? The tuna pie will give you that.

It was quite hot and humid but we stayed outside because I wanted to smoke. Temperature was quite bearable amidst the heat because of the space - they have an industrial fan outside and with that turned on, I'm sure the heat will be quite unnoticeable.

The staff was friendly too. Jaja was chatting her up about the store being from Bacolod and she replied with the confidence that I would like to see in more store attendants.

You know how most attendants are timid and shy away from questions or give really short responses? The staff here is different - or well, at least, the girl manning the counter is. She spoke about the restaurant and of her hometown in a friendly tone with confidence and pride.

She mentioned that all of them are from Bacolod and the restaurant is known as Bob's. Jaja said they're famous for their ribs. (I couldn't remember shit and got so amazed.)

It was so hot outside but dining at Cab Cafe was definite pleasure.

I still don't understand why it's called Cab Cafe but I'm sure to be back for the sinful chocolate cake and, hopefully - if time permits, a cup of coffee, and then maybe I'll ask why it was named that way.

Addressing crassness.

There is this person I am utterly irritated with that I cannot contain it.

You know how people say, there's a good and a bad side to a person? Well this person, I see different angles of her bad side everyday.

She is crass and mindless. She is tactless and has no regard for the sensitivities of others. She talks all the time and loudly, but says nothing positive. She thinks the worst of people and says it out loud as if with a yearning to influence. She does not apologize for her mistakes but blames those around her. She bullies those who she feels are weak. She takes pride in a power she feels she has - but doesn't. 

I go head to head with her at times as if to appeal to be a little more considerate of others. But I know I'm not getting through. 

A friend told me not to mind her. But how could I not? I have never been in the company of a person so crass.

I notice now that she is somehow aloof with me. Maybe because I do not put up with her attitude. Or maybe because my attitude contends with the strength of hers. 

All I know is that she makes an effort not to sit beside me.

And, yes. I am thankful for the space. Because as much as I would like to be approachable to all, I think this distance will be best for me.

This hatred I have for this person has bothered me for days but it has dawned on me that I have the responsibility to be the bigger person here.

I must remember that I'm not used to people like her because I was lucky to have great people surround me. While she probably has not.

I must remember that I am gifted enough to understand psychology, accountability, tact, responsibility and maturity.

And I want to look at her differently today and for the days to come. 

I will need to back off in appealing and pushing my perpective - no matter how destructive I feel her perspective to be.

Instead of getting frustrated with her over her insensitivity, I must think about how much pain she must have endured in the past that made her become this insensitive. And also, how much pain she will need to endure in the future because of how she is today.

I do not know how I can be of better influence this way but going head to head with her is not helping either of us as well. 

I think I'm better off cheering up the people who she steps on in her destructive way.

Reading This is a Crazy Planets

Ang unang comment ko sa librong ito: WAAAAAHHHHH!!

And, unfortunately, in a negative way. Sumasakit ang puso ko sa ka-negahan ng librong ito.

Gusto ko si Lourd de Veyra at natutuwa ako sa WOTL pero itong librong 'to, ansakit talaga sa dibdib.

Naka-limang essay pa lang yata ako pero I have read so much hate. Galit siya sa nagse-selfie, nagpi-picture ng pagkain, sa nagagalit kay Dan Brown sa pagtawag sa Maynila bilang "gates of hell," sa nagbabasa ng Dan Brown books, sa mga writer na hindi nagbabasa, sa nag-o-OOTD at iba pa.

Pwedeng dala ng passion, pero confused ako kasi parang galit siya sa mga taong may opinyon, sa mga taong bad vibes at sa mga taong good vibes. In short, parang galit siya sa lahat ng tao. Ops. Mali. Except sa mga credible sources na  pareho ang opinyon sa kanya. Sa mga tinuturing niyang intellectual giants na pareho ang opinyon sa kanya. Pero kung intellectual giant na iba ng opinyon, galit din siya.

Masarap basahin yung libro in the sense na marami kang makukuhang info tungkol sa kung anu-ano pang pwede mong pag-aralan sa mundo - which is why ito yung nilagay ko sa wishlist ko sa exchange gift last year.

Mapagmumulan to ng ibang pagkakaabalahan na iba sa nakalagay sa facebook ko. Yung mga terms na di mo gets, mga nababanggit na tao, movies, songs, at libro at mga history ng mga yon. Alam naman natin na boring din naman talaga kung puro kung ano lang ang nasa newsfeed mo yung alam mo.

Pero, as full of info as it is, medyo hindi ako komportable sa angas nung writing. Na parang intellectual elitism yung dating. "I am the smartest and you are all idiots." yung boses ng pagkakasulat.

Alam ko namang matalino si Lourd pero hindi naman bobo lahat ng ibang manunulat na nabasa ko.

Haay. Di ko kaya basahin ng tuloy-tuloy. Nagsulat na ko kasi napabigat talaga nito yung loob ko. Sobrang nega. Balikan ko na lang siguro after a few weeks. Mag-Kikomachine na muna ako.

Brrr Birthday Baguio

I always thought the trip to Baguio will be a challenge. I have no idea why a six-hour ride was holding me back while I have braved multiple times 8-hour (turned 10-hour) bus rides to Bagasbas, Camarines Norte.

Luckily, Gela, my college bestfriend and Baguio travel buddy, introduced me to the joy of Joy Bus riding. It's the deluxe transport from Genesis Bus Company with lazy boys, a toilet, blankets and complimentary snacks which travels direct from Pasay or Cubao to Baguio with no stops, estimating travel time from 5 to 6 hours.

We stayed at Hotel 45 on the first night.  Their room was among the cheapest hotel rooms we can find at P1100/night. We found a hotel near the bus terminals at P800/night but that was quite dingy so we opted for Hotel 45.

We checked out after the first night and moved to a homestay in Asin Road, Brgy San Luis. We stayed at a 2 bedroom house and rented one room at 600/night with a shared bathroom. The other room was unoccupied so we had the house to ourselves. The place had a kitchen, tv, sofa... whatever. It was a house. The best amenity is this view:

As though the world greeted you "Good Morning."

The first thing we noticed about Baguio was the road etiquette. Near the pedestrian lanes, signs say: Mandatory 5 second stop. Motorists give way to pedestrians.

There is no need for jaywalking because there are pedestrian lanes everywhere.

I was quite surprised with how silent session road was considering the traffic. Noone honks. We asked the cab driver if it was not permitted. He said it is, but if you do, other drivers will look at you. (Pagtitinginan ka.) It's taboo.

I always thought Session Road will be home to many bars with bands, artists, and reggae singers... It seems, I was at the wrong place in Baguio.

There was one place though. A simple drinking place that featured a lot of great voices. It was the place right under Oh My Gulay in Azotea. I couldn't remember the name of the place, forgive me. I was tired from work the night before and didn't get much sleep from a pretty quick bus ride. And all other inexcusable excuses. I will be back there, take lots of photos, get a couple of drinks and listen to the music.

Baguio is a location for so many good eats.

Commercial food places like KFC, McDonald's, Starbucks, Jollibee, Yellow Cab etcetera swarms the place but i vowed not to be tempted by the familiar!

So many local places to eat at! I think you can stay for two weeks without at eating at the same place twice!

Kiwi Cakes and Pastry Shop near Mines View Park

Rumah Sate @ Ketchup Community near Wright Park

Good Taste between Burnham Park and Session Road

Cafe at 2nd level, SM Baguio

Vegetarian Pizza from Pizza Volante at Session Road

Breakfast at Pizza Volante, Session Road

Pizza Volante also has branches in Camp John Hay and near Ketchup Community and Wright Park

Pasta at Pizza Volante

Breakfast at Cafe by the Ruins, near Baguio City Hall

Strawberry Taho =)

I loved all the places we ate at.

All were inexpensive, except, I'm sorry, Cafe by the Ruins. Most of the places will get you a meal from P100 to P150. Cafe by the Ruins is on a different price range true to its being a cafe. Prices similar to CBTL.

The food was great. Pizza, pasta, cakes, rice and viand, noodles. Love em all :)

Of course, why go to Baguio without going to the famous spots eh?

And so we heard mass at the Baguio Cathedral, went for a stroll in Burnham Park, pretended to be members of the Philippine Rowing Team on one of the swans in the man-made lake, took a photo of the Baguio City Hall just because, got ourselves amazed with the artworks at Tam-awan and Arko ni Apo, walked from the Camp John Hay Technohub up to the Bell House Secret Garden and had our customary photo at the Mines View Park viewing deck, in front of the Mansion and at Wright park with the pine trees as back drop.

Of all the places we visited, I loved Tam-awan Village the best. I loved the paintings, and there are so many of them.

There was a small room there which was the Bugnay Gallery that I was initially discouraged to enter because it seemed small from the outside and I'm not really a fan of small space. For the heck of it, I entered it just the same and was pleasantly surprised to see a full wall of artwork that I loved.

You know how, in a gallery, you usually like one or two paintings on a wall? Well, this wall, I liked everything. The whole Bugnay Gallery does not appeal to me, I'm not into modern abstract art with smiley stickers, but this wall, definitely.

Tam-awan Village will be among the places I'll return for as I will want to stare longer at the paintings.

We couldn't go strawberry picking as it was off-season so that's something in store for the next trip as well -same as an Oh My Gulay breakfast, lunch and dinner at the other restaurants in Ketchup Community and a night out at Bohemian on Session Road.

There's definitely a lot to come back for. So, see you again, Baguio ;)

Cafe by the Ruins

Baguio City Hall

I want a room life this! - @ Bugnay Gallery - Tam-Awan Village

My favorite site: Tam-awan Village

Tam-awan Village - In front of the Luccong (House)

ZOLA

Tired from walking uphill!! @ Camp John Hay

Arabica Coffee Plantation

The Secret Garden

Selfie-selfie pag may time :)

Wright Park

Gela at The Mansion 

The Mansion gates

Horse Love

Comfort food place: Pizza Volante

See Me

I am not perfect
Nor do I believe I am
Nor will I become.

I am imperfect
And I will forever be
Always be just me.

Judge me if you wish
That is out of my control
But judge as a whole. (Tip: Say it fast)

Please keep eyes open
My being is not linear
Look deep and do stare.

It's not black and white.
There is more than good and bad.
Than happy and sad.

There's more than this life
There more than just what you see
Like there's more to me.

There's yellow and grey
Beige, Pink, Purple, Black and Blue
All colors of hue.

So I hope one day
You'll really see me as me
Or just let me be.

Hold on ka lang.

Sige, pare.
Ikwento mo araw-araw
Isipin mo mula umaga hanggang gabi,
Yang relasyon niyong wala nang natira
At imahinasyon mo na lang ang nagpapagana.

Hold on ka lang, pare.
Panghawakan mo ang iyong paniniwala.

Ang mundo ay hugis puso,
Mabuti ang lahat ng tao,
May pag-asa ang bansang 'to,
May katuparan ang mga pangako.

Ang bawat araw ay ligaya
Ang ihip ng hangin ay musika
Walang halaga ang ekonomiya
At ikaw ay mahal niya.

Sige lang, pare.
Paniwalaan mo ang gusto mong paniwalaan.

E ano naman kung isipin nilang mangmang ka
O hibang kaya!
Kung iintindihin naman natin nang tunay ang mundo,
Hindi ba masisiraan din naman talaga tayo ng ulo?

Kaya Hold on ka lang.
Walang karapatan ang mundong kwestiyunin ang kathang-isip mo,
Hold on ka lang.
Wag kang magpapatalo sa katotohanan.

Pomodoro Pizza - Kapitolyo

Pomodoro is the Italian word for tomato.

O di ba??? Ni-research ko yan!! But wait.. there's no more. The research ends there.

I met with Allen, one of my friends from a previous office, at Robinsons Pioneer earlier and we agreed to eat pasta.

I decided we can't settle for franchise today. Allen and I have not seen each other for a long time and this meeting deserves a proper indie restaurant brunch.

So, yes. I decided to google the words: kapitolyo pasta.

And just like that, I found the proper indie pizza/pasta restaurant brunch place.

Pomodoro is along Santa Rosa St., near San Rafael St.h In Kapitolyo.

Driving directions: step on the gas and keep your eyes on the road.

No seriously, get your smartphone and google map the place. It's safer that way than get directions from me.

It's a pretty small place so keep an eye out for the green tarp in front of the store.

It was a very comfortable humble abode with the pizza place feel.

I love the classic simplicity of plaid tablecloth and monoblock chairs.

Framed optimistic thoughts line the few spaces available for ornaments. It's not the first time I've seen these thoughts hanged on a wall, but who cares? Optimism never runs out of fashion.

Creamy Tuna Pasta, P119.

Bataan Tinapa Pasta in Olive Oil, P99.

Ultimate Pizza 10", P179.

They have the 'saktong middle class, wag mo lang araw-arawin kung ayaw mo maging lower middle class' price range.

Allen and I each ordered our own choice of pasta and shared the 10" ultimate pizza. About P200 each.

Everything tasted wonderful. The pizza was cheese heaven. The bataan tinapa pasta a mixture of salty tinapa and sweet tomatoes. And the tuna pasta was creamy.

Nothing tasted over the top. Taste buds are calm and satisfied and we were 'the right kind of full' after everything. Not glutonous.

Doesn't break the bank, nor the diet. :)

It was a very satisfying brunch.

Ally's All Day Breakfast

It was a Monday morning and most places in Maginhawa are closed for the day or opens for brunch.

My college brods and I met at seven and decided to have breakfast in one of the neighbor independent restaurants in Malingap.

Unfortunately, because of the early morning Monday traffic, one of my favorite brods, Mark, and his wife, Len, were not able to join us until 9am. This was blessing in disguise.

We decided to hop over to Ally's for lunch for a change of atmosphere and what a delightful change it was.

Ally's opens at 8am and is also located in Malingap. The walls are a homey, comfortable yellow decorated with framed notes on positivity.

You'll see the sun smiling at you right smack center and as though it is responsible for the surrounding yellow walls.

On one side of the restaurant, it says I 💓 BREAKFAST and I do! I really do. And Ally's is now one of the reasons I do.

They have quite a big selection of rice breakfasts and pancakes. I ordered the tocilog and shared a design-your-own waffle/pancake with my brods.

I'm not a picky eater but I love it when food is served with thought. My rice breakfast looked so darling; I wanted to kiss the kamatis.

The presentation makes it feel like it was served with my happiness in mind.

Tocino is supposed to taste good any morning. And that morning, it tasted better.

This costs only P120 and includes iced tea; a drink upgrade to coffee costs P20.

Design-your-own Waffle: The Masanghaya Waffle.

Design-your-own's are big with independent restaurants these days and Ally's got the design-your-own waffle thing.

I shared one with my brods and decided to name it with our class name: The Masanghaya Waffle.

Sorry, I had no idea what my brods put on it but photo-wise there are bananas, whip cream, cheese and another fruit. This costed a little over P250.

I think a pancake is good if it is good on its own - even without the toppings. Otherwise, I would've opted for a less expensive bread.

Now, if you have tasted Kanto Freestyle pancakes, you'll have a high standard on how a pancake should taste like. And Ally's pancakes, they pass that standard with flying colors.

Goofing around with the syrup.

I have no idea what was so funny then but we were all laughing as Eric poured syrup and Gela commentated on how like the sports commentator that she is and as though pouring syrup is a sport. I think, other than we're really sa crazy bunch, the atmosphere in Ally's allow good vibes to come quick and makes laughter very easy.
I think this is the way a breakfast place should be.

#BoycottBench

I've been seeing a lot of articles about the recently held Bench Naked Truth fashion show but I have not been reading any since I'm not very interested in lingerie or half-naked bodies walking down runways.

I was grossed out by a photo of Jake Cuenca and his bulge on my news feed but ignored it since he seemed to like what he was doing anyway. It's his body and if he wants to flaunt it like that, I may disagree or be grossed out but that's his body and his decision.

The photo above though...

I saw this photo on a shared link to PlumPinay's blog.
 http://www.theplumpinay.com/2014/09/the-naked-truth-about-naked-truth.html?m=1

I was reading the article but stopped when I saw this. It was disbelief at first, denial. Then, anger.

What the foxtrot!!!!!

Why would you think this? This is absolutely hurtful. Mga wala kayong pakundangan. Mga bastos.

Who purchases your girly scents, Bench? Who purchases your lady jeans and shirts? Who purchases you femme lingerie? Who buys bras from you?

And this is how you show your gratitude for your market? By disrespecting us?

There was an article made by GMA Network regarding the disapproval of Gabriela's Liza Maza to this stint and it is so disappointing that instead of agreeing that there must be action taken, people start bashing Liza Maza and Gabriela, and starts protrcting Coco Martin.

What idiosyncracy!

This is not about Gabriela. This is not about Coco Martin. This is not about Liza Maza. It is about the portrayal of women in this act.

A half-naked woman on a leash being walked by a full-clothed man.

A woman stripped of dignity, under the power of a man, inhumanely treated. And this man, society sees him to be dignified amidst this act.

Hindi niyo ba nakukuha yung simbolismo??

On Plum Pinay's blog, someone commented:

if you don't like the product, don't buy it. if you don't like the show, don't watch. but don't try to stop those who want these stuff. it's like you hate those people who eat lechon just because you're a muslim. 

So if I don't like rape, then I should not rape anyone but should not feel disgust for people who rape. That's your message?

I have this thing about messages and messengers, that we must not hate the messengers when we hate the message. But, really, Coco and gymnast girl, have you no principles?

Pfft.

It must be flattering for Bench to get so much attention these days. And to let them feel their triumph, we must assure them that their "fashion show" definitely has an impact. Therefore... let us: #boycottbench

Kanto Freestyle - Kapitolyo

Peanut Butter and Banana Pancakes

Finally, a photo of pancakes!

A morning of energy.

Set in the garage of a residential establishment, the loud chatter of the people occupying the tables close-by echoes throughout the place.

It was the perfect upbeat breakfast place. 😊

The Fault in "If I Stay"

I'm no movie critic so I don't really have much credibility in reviewing movies. I just wanna let out my blab since... well, thisIS my blog.

I am a romantic. No, seriously. I am. Amidst the "you can't touch me" facade, I do like the cheesy things. I like fast lines that strike an arrow to the heart. Lines here may have been quite right. But it's forgetable because the delivery is so bland. I say voice coach for the leads, please. Why can the supporting actors deliver lines convincingly and the leads are lagging behind?

Leading actress. Darling, you are so pretty. All you need now are acting skills. And a voice coach. Your brother just died and all you can do is a squeaky "no." I begin to doubt if you really wanted him to live.

I have seen Reese Witherspoon in Just Like Heaven. Also, seen The Fault in Our Stars. And with the horribly close plots, I can't help but compare. And this movie does not even compare.

I have a problem with the camera angles. I have no idea what my problem is with it. It just seems like the cameras need to be in a different position or should be focused on a subject.

Anyhow. Final say? Bad movie. Bad, bad.

Buti na Lang Hindi ka Mag-e-end Up With Someone Gago.

Sabi niya umiiyak daw siya. 

Kasi naalala niya yung nakaraan. 

At umiiyak siya dahil nalulungkot siya 

Dahil tapos na tapos na. 

Mabait yon. 

Mabait na bata. 

At siguro, yon siya... 

Bata. 

Bata pa. 

* * *

Sana malaman mo lang...

Isang araw, tatanda ka rin. 

Isang araw, hindi mo na yan papansinin. 

Isang araw, maiilang ka na lang kapag naisip mo. 

Dahil isang araw, hihinto rin yang nararamdaman mo

para kay gago. 

Malalaman mo rin

na pinanganak kang mag-isa at mamamatay kang mag-isa. 

At kahit minsan masaya na merong kasama, 

ang buhay mo ay hindi lang para sa iba. 

Pero... 

Sige, umiyak ka. 

Umiyak ka,

para mabigyan mo yan ng wakas

pero alalahanin mong meron pang bukas.

Bukas, bumangon ka 

at gumawa ka ng mga pangarap

kung anong gusto mo maging 

... mangarap ka kahit mahirap.

Isulat mo kung anong gusto mo maging sa mundo, 

at sa buhay ng ibang tao.

Dahil kahit gano ka kagaling o katalino

kelangan mo ng plano -

Masalimuot ang pakikipagsapalaran sa sikolohiya ng mundo.

Hindi ko naman talaga alam kung anong sasabihin ko, 

Wala naman kasi talaga akong ex na gago. 

Pero sasabihin ko lahat ng kaya kong sabihin. 

Para tumahan ka at maramdaman mong mahalaga ka sa akin.

Bago umuwi

Sabi mo, mahal mo. 

Oo, sabi ko. 

Siguro mahal mo. 

Kasi naniniwala ako 

na kung hindi na praktikal pero gusto mo, 

mahal mo. 

Wag kang mag-alala, 

matatapos din yan

dahil ang pag-ibig, 

hindi magtatagal kung ikaw lang.

At alalahanin mo,

Na hindi mo kakulangan kung siya'y gago.

Hindi mo kasalanan kung siya'y tarantado

Hindi mo pagkakamali kung siya yung malabo.

Wag kang manghinayang dahil wala kang panghihinayangan.

Ang mga taong ganon dapat talaga pinapabayaan,

Mahalin mo ang sarili mo.

At isipin mo, 

"Buti na lang!

Hindi ka mag-e-end up with someone gago."

Hintayan

Original post on: http://sangkaterbangwhat.wordpress.com/ May 14, 2014 by kapayapaanphotography/IE SINDAYEN


Hindi ko alam kung hanggang kelan na lang kaya gusto kong magmadali,
Pero gusto kong maging tama.

Bakit nga ba no?
Bakit pag mabilis, iniisip nating hindi tama?

Kaya pinipigilan natin.
Naghihintay.
Naghihintay nang naghihintay,
Nang naghihintay.

Hindi ba uso yung:
Kung tama, hindi magiging ganon kahirap.

Kunsabagay.
Pwede namang mabagal, pero hindi mahirap.
Matagal, pero hindi mahirap.
Hindi mabilis, pero madali.

An open letter to those who say we "TOOK THEIR JOBS.".

The following is an open letter to those who say we TOOK THEIR JOBS.


Dear asshole,

The stupidity of this claim is beyond me. 

Took your jobs? Your guys brought jobs here. We didn’t ask them to. 

American companies brought the jobs here because it takes so much to pay you to do something; a third of the salary of one of you guys is a high-paying job for us.

What did we do? We allowed them to bring the jobs here. 

What would you have done? Now that employment is down in your country, if Germany proposed to introduce an industry that will give your people high-paying jobs, will you tell them to stay in Germany and give the jobs to Germans?

You want to be mad because the jobs are here? If you want to be mad at us, you can think about what I just said. 

If you want to be mad at the companies who take their businesses here, think about this: If a company can afford to pay one American for every 15 customers; and they have the option to hire three Filipinos instead. That means that if they take the three Filipinos, you would come fifth to be served. And if they take one American, you will be fifteenth. If they chose to give the job to that one American, will you be willing to wait your turn?

This is happening because a lot of you guys are so fucking demanding. Most of you guys don’t know how to wait their turn. 

Some of you depend on your government too much and whine about how everything can’t be spoon fed to you by your great American government.

Why don’t you leave your country, find a job in a different country like we do? Or maybe, you should be the ones wiping the asses of your old folks so that we won’t ‘take your jobs.’

Some of you think so low of other nations because you think so highly of America. Go beyond what your media projects in movies and look at your country and be conscious of the attitudes of many of your people towards other nations, towards other people and even towards those of your own. 

Then, let me know if you’re proud of yourselves, racist assholes.





+++ Only for racist assholes. Please, non-racist asshole, do not bitch unnecessarily.

Complete story on: http://whiteshoesandbluejeans.blogspot.com/2014/09/mr-fcking-malone.html

Kainan Au Gusto by Cafe Juanita - Kapitolyo

Brighten your day with sun and color.

I love dining out with friends.  

These days, I usually go home from work, order something from a nearby store for dinner and retire for the day. Or, must I say, go online until it's way past my bedtime and attempt to retire for the day. 

So, when I received my travel buddy's invite for an impromptu breakfast at Kapitolyo, I said yes immediately. 

I've never been to Kapitolyo prior to this date and what best way to explore an area than with a friend who's a photographer, traveler, foodie and blogger rolled into one? My ultimate girl crush: Jaja :)

With Me Ultimate Girl Crush :)

Being the Pasig girl, Ja is familiar with Kapitolyo so she served as tour guide as well.

We entered what looked like a house from outside and found ourselves inside an enchanted place. (Haha!)

Kainan Au Gusto definitely has a lot to offer curious eyes. They had quite a collection. Old plates, lamps, anito, chairs, figurines, piano, bags...

And the feel, there's this 'feel' that sets it apart. 

The irony of being very comfortable in a new place. 

We were allowed to wander about like kids lost in a playground of history. 

Animismo

Manganen

Ang Payasong Malungkot

I have no photo of the food, I didn't find anything special with how it was presented or how it tastes. But to be fair, the place near my house where I buy my very cheap dinner almost everyday employ great cooks and it is going to be hard for other stores to compete. (I'll post something about them soon.) Besides, I don't care much about food when my eyes are full.

Food here is just a little higher than the normal carinderia price - except for beef - around P70, I think. Sorry, I can't really remember.

There are also quite a number of choices - if you come in around 9am. (We got there too early.)

With the choices, the price and the comfort, I'd say it's a qualified everyday breakfast place.

Comfy Breakfast Corner

Menu of the Day

Inuman na. 

Customary Foot Selfie. 

Homey =>

Ilaw sa Asotea?

Mukha silang malungkot. Baka ngayon din lang nila nalaman na hindi pusa si Hello Kitty. 

Mirror Selfie