Writing About Food ... In Another Blog

Wrote about this place I found along Katipunan in a friend's blog. I used to contribute to this blog regularly. Just in case you want to check it out, click here. Enjoy!

An Awful Chocolate Experience : (

I have been postponing satisfying my chocolate fix for 4 days now. It was not an easy feat as people around me had to suffer and witness my rarely seen b***hy side. So I decided to end everyone's suffering (including mine!) by walking to nearby Serendra to buy some yummy Mary Grace brownies.

I don't know what came over me to make me turn my back on the Mary Grace cafe and entered Cacao instead. Since it opened, I have been inside the Cacao store (same owner as Candy Corner) for 5 times (excluding today's visit) and have never been enticed to buy any of their stuff, especially upon finding out that the store just buys the chocolates from the US and repacks them here.

Today, I decided to give them a chance.

Upon entering the store, I was greeted with the smell of manufactured chocolate that are not expired, but no longer taste the way they should taste like (Years of experience of buying chocolates in the supermarket have honed my sense of smell on this.). I chided myself for being a snob and promised myself that I will buy from them today, no matter what.

I take a look at the wide selection which did not excite me at all. I should've taken that as an omen, but I wanted to keep my promise. So, I just asked the overeager salesladies for their recommendations and their bestsellers. With much trepidation, I listened to them and got a piece of:

• Milk Chocolate Truffle
• Dark Chocolate Cherry
• Milk Chocolate Cashew Pattie
• Milk Chocolate Caramel

I paid Php200++ and walked back to the office to eat my chocolates.

I took a bite of the Dark Chocolate Cherry. I was saddened.
I took a bite of the Milk Chocolate Truffle. I was shocked.
I took a bite of the Milk Chocolate Pattie. I felt like how I felt when I receive bad news --- sick in the stomach.
I took a bite of the Milk Chocolate Caramel.

I broke down and cried. : (

I'm not kidding. You have to understand that I take my chocolates seriously. I'm not a snob who only wants dark chocolate or gourmet chocolates. I am equally happy eating the fresh Lindt truffles in Geneva as well as eating a newly delivered box of Curly Tops.

But the chocolates in Cacao were just AWFUL.

And I had to take these awful products after 4 days of suppressing my chocolate cravings.

I was in no mood to go back under the heat to return the chocolate I bought from Cacao today. I just threw them in the trash can and made a new promise to myself --- to listen to my senses, especially when there are strong signals NOT to eat chocolates.

Now I understand why the French, Spaniards, and Italians fought the chocolate battle in the European Union for years, defending what is worthy to be called chocolate. It is just too upsetting to give business to people who claim to sell chocolate, but actually sell garbage, and they just get away with it.

Sadness. : (

Cacao
Serendra, Fort Bonifacio
(You wouldn't really want to go there. Believe me. : ( )

Gaudilicious

It was my friend Chikky who couldn't stop raving about the steak in Gaudi. I got curious because it seems strange that the most delicious dish in this Spanish resto would be the steak. When I got to try it, I got hooked. I'm not too fond of steak, but this one left a lasting impression both in my tastebud memory.

Almost 5 months after, I had another chance to go to Gaudi again. This time, I was with someone who was a real steak lover. I wanted to see if this steak would impress him.

Lea, the waitress, shows us the meat sizes available. The smallest one was at 620g. Kind of heavy, but manageable. As we wait for our steak to be prepared, I tell Dex that he should try the EVOO that comes with the bread. So far, it's the best I've tried in any resto that serves it with bread. I now finally understand why Italians can eat their bread just with this, even minus my favorite Balsamic Vinegar.

Next comes the Purrusalda (Potato Leek Soup, Php140.18) that I wasn't really too keen on ordering, but Dex had to have his soup and this is what he chose.

To me, it tasted like Gerber. Hmm... I think Gerber's better.


We now moved on to 1 of the house favorites, the Surtido 8 P Calientes (Php240.18) which is a sampler of 8 kinds of their hot appetizers. Out of 8, I liked 3 of the appetizers: their version of baked tahong, the deep fried breaded mozarella, and The Fried Lumpia.


THIS WAS OH SOOOOO SOOOO DELIIIICCCCIOOOOUUUUS. I cannot believe that I would like Fried Lumpia. Fried Lumpia is something I can eat, but can never, ever love, but Gaudi's version captivated my heart and my tastebuds. Note that this was something to order again. Alone. To be enjoyed in its solitary glory. No other tummy fillers to take space in my tummy. Gaudi's Fried Lumpia (This is not the real name of the dish. I forget the real name, but just ask the waitress. They know it.) is juicy (not oily!) and very flavorful chorizo enveloped in their version of a lumpia wrapper. The chorizo is not your typical chorizo where you feel like eating longganisa. This is almost as soft as sausage. Upon biting into this, expect a very meaty taste with subdued spices that progresses into tastiness specked with just the slightest hint of fish to give your tastebuds a kick just before you swallow it. There were only 2 pieces in the sampler plate and I was so tempted to plead with Dex to part with his share. I decided otherwise. The pleasure of eating this was too much to keep to myself.

Upon tasting it, Dex says, "It's okay. It's chorizo."

Hmm...this guy must not be having the typical chorizo I get. Mental note: must ask him or his mom or his dad to give me their chorizo.

Next comes the Ensalada Gaudi (Php194.64) that Lea recommends. Hohum for me, but Dexter really really liked it! We are just not connecting tonight. He says that he likes it because it's not as sour as the other vinaigrette-laden salads he usually dislikes. On my end, I was unhappy because I found the vinaigrette too sour yet insipid. It tasted like a bland version of Almon Marina's Salad Nicoise.Now comes the reason we're here.

Gaudi's Steak. The Chuleton Villagodio (Php1,519 for 620g). Oooooh. Just too good.


The raw meat we chose was served raw and sliced on a plate together with a mounted plate with a burner underneath. You or your Lea get to cook your steak. I really like this idea for 2 reasons: (1) Dex gets to have his steak medium cooked and I get to have my rare to medium rare share without having to order separately; (2) I get to eat my steak hot, cooking it only when I am about to eat.

Having good quality, good marbling, and juiciness in a steak are givens when you order a steak. So I don't need to make those checklists for this steak. What makes this wonderful are the rock salt crystals that are laid on the cooking plate which makes contact between the meat and the salt inevitable. This results to each steak bite of delightful texture, more juiciness, and meaty goodness spiked with salt, almost the same way as the tartness of sour cream would spike up your chips. Oooh. I bite, chew a bit, savor a lot, and shiver in delight.

If you're big on condiments, Gaudi does not fail to complete your delicious steak experience. Our steak came with a siding of roasted bell pepper that provided a sweet break to the rich meaty goodness. The potato side dish also deserves mention and can probably even stand on its own. They know how to cook this one. The potato was tender and meaty and tasty! Yum!

I am very satisfied. As for Dex the steak lover, "Masarap nga 'yan. But then, steak is always good." Sigh.

*All prices are VAT-inclusive, but do add 10% for Service Charge.

Gaudi Restaurant
Serendra, McKinley Parkway
Taguig City
856-0473
They have another branch near the Greenbelt Cinema.

I Thought It Was Just Good Enough.

"Ma'am, Try our Strawberry Shortcake. Isang slice na lang yan."
"Oo nga eh. I'll think about it."
"Sige na, Ma'am. Bihira lang kami may Strawberry Shortcake kasi special 'yan."
"Kasi bihira at seasonal ang strawberry kaya bihira 'yan di ba?"
"Ay oo nga naman, Ma'am."

So goes a conversation I recently had with the vendor in Bizu Alabang Town Center. I just shake my head and laugh while the vendor sheepishly scratches his head. I order the cake together with Bizu's hot chocolate.

The Strawberry Shortcake (Php195 per slice) is the kind I like. Not too sweet on the overall taste, but the freshness of the cream and the strawberries come out. The cake is fluffier than the usual dense shortcake and it feels very light on the tummy as I slowly melt each forkful in my mouth. Good, but not oh so good that I will crave for it, but good enough.


I wash this down with Bizu's Hot Chocolate Grande (Php160). It was okay. I still think Bizu's hot chocolate is overrated. Its thick consistency is appealing, but the body that I look for in chocolate is just not there. I am not so happy with my hot chocolate, but it is good enough.

I was ready to call it a night, but Dex definitely was not. After drinking his capuccino (Php105), he calls the waiter and orders this:

Which came out looking like this (A spoonful less from each since I forgot to tell Dex I would be taking its picture after all.):

He tells me that this (Chocolate Souffle with Madagascar Vanilla Sauce at Php285 per order) is one of his favorites and, being the occasional food snob that I am, tries a spoonful with much skepticism (Prior to Dex taking a bite, the souffle was flat and looked more like a chocolate cake).


Okay. It was good enough.

I take another bite, this time with the vanilla sauce, hey, hey, this was good! This time, I couldn't get enough. I really wouldn't call this a souffle, but this wasn't just a chocolate cake either. It had the chocolate taste that I so longed for (Think back to the days when homemade chocolate cakes tasted like homemade chocolate cakes.) --- rich, bittersweet, with a nutty note. And it had a subtle crust that added chewiness to the very moist albeit underbaked cake (Lava cake comes to mind.). Just to make sure you don't get satiated, pouring in a bit of the vanilla sauce in between bites deliciously cleanses your tastebuds, preparing you to crave for the next bite.

"O, kala ko ba ayaw mo," Dex teases me.
"Did I ever say that? Can I have more?"
I got to have the last bite.
This is what I call a HAPPY ENDING. : )

*Prices are exclusive of 10% service charge.

Bizu is in Ground Level, Corte de las Palmas, Alabang Town Center. Phone numbers: +632 809-BIZU, +632 7721917, +632 7721918. Click here for the other branches.

Buying DVD can be delicious!

It was really the call of buying DVD in Makati Cinema Square and getting to eat some fresh Jap food that made me go all the way to Pasong Tamo. I knew just the perfect lunch mate to bring along --- someone who loves films, food, and is available almost all of the time ("foodie kaladkarin" comes to mind). Prior to meeting up with Migmig, I already informed him that I wanted to try out the specialized restos in Little Tokyo so he better decide if he wants sushi or noodles or some other Jap dish, but it had to be specific.

Walking to Little Tokyo, Migmig tells me that he wants noodles or curry. I try to discourage him nicely by saying that curry is usually made from paste and not made fresh. I unintentionally distract him as we exchanged asking and explaining what paste was. This banter went on as we trudged along under the sun and were led to a small place that said "Okonomi-yaki Restaurant". Migmig asks what it was and I tell him that I think it's some kind of omelette. Migmig says "Game! As long as there's meat!". Yay! No noodles or curry!

As we enter, we see Japanese-style tables on our right and a sushi bar format (No sushi here!) to our left. Migmig says, "I'm not taking off my shoes." Before I even get to ask what he's hiding in his shoes, the waitresses swiftly seat us and give us our menus.

The menu says it all.

Opening the front menu already corrected my omelette explanation. Seeing the cooks in action made me doubt if I was reading the English definition correctly (Yes, I stereotype a bit, but it's only because of my past experiences with Japanese-English translations. Migmig says, "Ang dami namang cabbage niyan. Cabbage and cabbage," then he quickly follows up with "Uy okay yan. Tara. Order na tayo!" I am distracted with reading the menu because Migmig keeps saying "Okay 'to!" "Wow! Chicken skin!" "O, what will we order na?" alternately. I decide to hold back my laughter and concentrate. I choose the okonomi-yaki with pork, squid, shrimp, and egg. Migmig goes for the Soute Scallops. "Miss, ano ang ibig sabihin ng soute?" I ask. She says, "Soute? Yung sino-saute." Wow. Deep.

Okonomiyaki (My research shows this word spelled without a dash, but the resto had a dash. It's really how you like it, I guess. : ) ) has been called Japanese pizza, but I think it really is only because of how it looks like and not how it tastes like (Can you imagine eating pizza with steamed rice?). Okonomi means "whatever you like" and yaki means to "grill".

While waiting for our orders, I try to make a joke out of the word okonomiyaki. I shouldn't have told Migmig my plan because he told me, "It took you so long, Pam. You just lost the moment." Oh well. I look around and find so many cute curios. I know I am in Japanese territory when the interiors are peppered with cute character stuff and am watching a cute Japanese kid blinking and blinking her eyes to some Japanese music. None of which have a theme, save for all of them being Japanese.









Here comes performance time.

I get hungry as I watch the cooks pour batter on the teppanyaki grill, then fill it up with cabbage, bacon, shrimp, squid, and egg. The grill smokes up and smelling the creamy fishy aroma, I knew we ordered the right thing.


The cook proceeds to cover the okonomi-yaki with a kaldero (cauldron) top, reminding me of a game show. She goes through the same procedure as she creates another okonomi-yaki, this time with yakisoba. I wish we ordered that, too, but I promised myself not to overeat. Besides, we had another order (Soute Scallops), which, when being cooked, looked pathetically miniscule beside the large okonomi-yakis. I couldn't resist ribbing Migmig. "Parang ang konti ng order mo. Hahaha!!!"

The cook proceeds to uncover the okonomi-yaki and puts it on a pan that resembles the pans used for pan pizzas.

Ah here comes the verdict.

Taste it to believe it!

The first one served was the Soute Scallop (Php258, 3 bigger than the usual scallop pieces) that did not taste pathetic at all! They were grilled and salted to tastiness. These scallops were heavy duty and oh so delicious! Chewing each morsel had to be followed with the good quality rice (Thank God, the steaming white Japanese rice was perfect!) so as not to waste the overflowing tastiness of this dish. "Mmmmmmmmm," loudly declares Miguel in the small place where just a whisper can be heard. He offers to share the third piece, but I could see the joy in his eyes when I told him that he could have it all to himself.

Next comes the okonomi-yaki. I forget the name given to our okonomi-yaki, but as previously mentioned, we ordered the one with pork, shrimp, squid, and egg (Php385) plus a generous topping of bonito shaving (+Php35). It looks huge, but the moment I put a piece in my mouth, I knew we would finish it. It reminds me of the takoyaki of Samurai balls that I loved so much, but this one had a less fishy taste and had more bite into it. Each ingredient's taste was highlighted by a sauce that tasted like A1, but was less acidic. What A1 does to steak, this sauce does to everything else in it.

The whole thing

Wanted to show the layer, but...

While I wonder if my tummy can hold more food, in comes Sharma.


I guess Migmig was thinking of the same thing because we both told her to order and we can all share. Yay! More to order. Being her gracious self, Sharma asks us what she should order instead of pushing for what she wants. Migmig encourages her to order the okonomi-yaki with yakisoba. He tries to push for the one with chicken skin, but Sharma chooses the Modern Mix which is okonomi-yaki with soba, pork, and egg (Php248). The guy who looks like the owner asks Sharma something in Japanese, but backs off and translates in English "With mayonnaise?". "Yes." Guy who looks like the owner must've thought Sharma was Japanese. Can't blame him. Sharma had the most wonderful creamy skin and a pool of light brown eyes.

Looks like spaghetti pizza!

While Sharma tells us a story which gets us all heated up ("Gusto ba niya basagin ko itong baso sa noo niya," exclaims Migmig in his jolly voice. If Migmig weren't a big guy, I'd think he was just kidding.), the Modern Mix is served. I am not a multi-tasker and I thought that I would have to finish hearing Sharma's story first before I could eat the next order. Call it a miracle, but I was able to eat the Modern Mix while still being very involved in the discussion. Yup, it was good and it didn't taste like the other order in spite of the similar ingredients, which in my books, was a good thing. I mean, how many can you order in one sitting if they all taste the same? One order may be good for the Japanese, but I'm PinoyChi in the company of friends (one of whom has an appetite that competes with mine). I must order variety. : )

Juicy little devils, aren't they?

The food was so satisfying that, for the first time, I did not mind being served fruit after a Japanese meal. It was a perfect ending to a very tasty and satisfying lunch and the refreshing chilled bottled black oolong tea (Php50).

We left the place with me thinking of when I should go there with Dex. Would tonight be too soon?

When you see this poster outside, you're in the right place.

Kagura The Okonomi-yaki Restaurant is inside Little Tokyo in Pasong Tamo, beside Makati Cinema Square (MCS). Parkin MCS, go out to the Pasong Tamo side (where the BPI ATM is), cross the road beside it, go towards the Seryna restaurant and go inside the path after it. When you get to the compound, it's almost across Niko Niko restaurant. Enjoy!

P.S. The nice pictures are from Migmig, this really talented photographer. The ordinary ones are mine. : )