Obviously, Valentine’s Day devotees would spend an hour or more petting and rekindling old promises over candle lit dinner. and so, for the second time that I brought husband at A Venetto Pizzeria, the now famed “wait to be seated” sign still greeted us.
We circled around Glorietta. Almost all diners were filled with lovers. The only decent choice left was Cabalen. With its buffet set-up, certainly families and not sweethearts occupy the place.
Filipino. Thailand. Forgot the other one. The only choice left was to devour every appetizing dish. Experiment on the sauces, and taste each weird sounding and looking cuisine. Adobong balut, included.
I was defeated, on the contrary, by my fear over uncooked foodstuff. Maki etal still all appeared so plain and uninteresting to me. and I did not bother jam my plate with those kind.
The most enjoying part was the dessert. The marshmallow with chocolate dip was the bestseller of all. Advantageously seated just very close to the buffet table, I hurriedly loaded my saucer with three colorful marshmallows as soon as I noticed the food attendant done with refilling the bowl.
We ended up feeling real sleepy. and I, disheartened that I have no teddy bear to bring home for Aguel. We should have ordered mango juice to claim that cute bear promo.