(Take my heart too but please don't break it in two)
Beats sex any day
(If you had walnuts, I'll be yours forever)
(You are such an orgasmic sight)
At first, I thought Gayuma ni Maria was an R-18 brothel-themed resto. True, menu sound flirty, love spells and chants were all over the place, and so were kinky stuffs and edible etits-shaped cookies. But I was deceived. Gayuma is fairly for general patronage. It is even a bewitching date place.
First bite of the food will already take you to seventh heaven.
Yeah, I was gayumatized. But I was a willing victim.
I was saddened by the news that my favorite resto, the quaint Fat Michael’s Place recently closed down. Though it has a failing mark in service, their food tastes A+. As in ambrosia. Not that I’ve tasted the real ambrosia. Just take my word for it.
The good news however is the chef of Fat Michael’s is now the resident chef and co-owner of the Frazzled Cook.
Frazzled – physically or emotionally harassed.
The frazzled cook serves excellent dishes (vegetable salad in honey mustard dressing, paella negra, pasta with cream and hazelnuts, and pancake ala mode) but I’m not sure if he gets harassed every time he painstakingly prepare the food. The place is more like home than a regular diner. The decors are whimsical – a combination of antiques, post cards, mementos, cartoon murals, cute maneki-nekos and lots and lots of abubots. And from the bookshelf, you will find Wuthering Heights. I took that as a sign. The Frazzled Cook is more like the reincarnation of Fat Michael’s with a better hospitality service.
Nostalgia – a sentimental yearning for the happiness of a former place or time or maybe food.
I don’t know what stands out in Caloocan, but I know a place worthy of human interest that was named after a woman of courage.
Beautiful princess Saint Quiteria which means "the red one", was a 5th century virgin martyr and saint. Her legend states that she was the daughter of a Galician prince. Her father wanted her to marry and renounce Christianity. But Quiteria disobeyed and fled. In the end however, she was captured by her father's men in Gascony, France. For her disobedience, she was beheaded on the spot.
Look, she’s showing her decapitated head to the world as if saying, I died for my religion, I died for love.
When I told you that your Kitchen is the best dining place in Banawe area, I kinda lied. Mainly because I haven’t tried all the restaurants in Banawe, and quite honestly I wouldn’t make a good and fair judge especially if I’d only been to McDo-Banawe and your resto.
However, if someone happens to ask me where to best dine in Banawe, I’d point them to your kitchen. Or they’d be crazy not to go! Really, I meant it when I said that your Asian fusion dishes are biting, and that your mural kois made me love your place even more.
Just been to Shangri-La Boracay. Now I know why you prepare such amazing dishes. I hope one day, you could make your own laing or bicol express spaghetti. And if you do, give me a buzz!