One more restaurant added to Edmund’s list of dislikes.
E——-“Tart, okay naman dito, hindi lang masarap ang pag-kain”.
When you hear him say that, expect his parting words:
“Tart, wag na tayong babalik dito”.
So for that restaurant on the second or third floor of the Shangrila Mall’s new wing, you won’t be seeing my husband for a few years, till he forgets that he didn’t want your food.
E——–“Meron silang clam chowder, order tayo”.
Two clam chowder please….
Miss, pepper, paminta.
(Remember Fepper?)
A——–“Walang lasa. Miss, Meron kayong salt?”
Dyos me, tak-tak-tak, matabang pa rin.
E——– “Walang kwenta”.
E——- “You want pizza?”
A——- “I am going to order pasta, hindi ko mauubos, I have soup pa”.
E——–“One solo pizza…. with arugula and figs”.
(Remember Fihtsa?)
He only ate two slices. Normally, in a few minutes he could finish at least half of the pizza.
Let’s dissect my spaghettini. (Remember shirp and shirm..p)
The salami or supposed to be chorizo were SUPER SALTY, as in SOBRA, super, mucho alat. Grabe. There’s a lake of oil at the bottom of the plate. I drained them. Itinuwarik ko ng konti yung plate to remove the oil. I didn’t expect to see that much oil, about 1/4 cup of oil. Ginawang sauce ba yung oil.
Edmund paid P1,200+
Oyen and I had been in this restaurant twice last year. This was Edmund’s second.
The first two were good but not great. But this time, it was bad.
