Eat My English

At first glance, one would think that this little hole-in-the-whole restobar is of Korean origin. With Korean restaurants and karaoke centers surrounding it, one would be quick to assume that this too, is a Korean establishment. It is not. Eat My English is a restaurant/bar that serves affordable Filipino, and American dishes, alcoholic beverages, and your usual pulutan (snacks to go with your beer/shots).

We chanced upon this restobar while looking for a 24/7 restaurant that serves Beef Steak or Beef Tapa. The name of the place caught our attention so we decided to have a look-see. To our surprise, they offered both at very reasonable prices so we decided to stay and check the rest of the menu. 

I decided to get my Beef Tapa, as originally planned. For only P98, I got crispy beef tapa, egg, and garlic rice. The tapa was really good, a mix between salty and sour, not the typical sweet tapa other restaurants would offer. Their vinegar mixture complimented the salty/sour flavor of the tapa. The garlic rice was real, garlic rice. Not just a cup of rice topped with garlic flakes. However, the serving was not enough for one meal. I had to roder an extra cup of rice to finish my food.

Tapsilog

(P98)

ooh.. ow! Las Paellas

Last Thursday, Gus surprised me at the office by popping into the elevator on my way down. Apparently, he was already waiting for me outside, I just didn't know so I didn't look for him. I was so surprised when he barged into the elevator as it was closing. After a ton of hugs and awws, we got off the 2nd floor and walked around.

He was having a really bad day so I decided to feed [have lunch with] him. We walked around SM North Edsa for a while, looking at stuff, at the same time, scouting for a good place to eat at. We went through all three SM buildings -- The Block, Main Mall, and Annex, before finally deciding to eat at Las Paellas in SM Annex. I figured he'd probably want some clam chowder to relieve him of the negativity he was feeling since he really likes clam chowder. I wish we'd eaten at The French Baker instead. Read through for the why.

When we arrived at the restaurant, we were given a booth. We looked at the menu again to finalize what we were ordering. Since it took us a while to decide, we first ordered some soup since we both had decided on that earlier. Gus ordered Clam Chowder in Sourdough Bread, while I ordered their French Onion Soup.