It was bonding time with Little Brother so I accompanied him to his Christmas shopping last Sunday. Since I had to pick up something at SM Megamall, I drove all the way there from our church in Diliman.
Traffic was surprisingly light from Katipunan to E. Rod Jr. but as soon as we entered Ortigas Center, it got heavier and heavier. I decided to just park in the open parking area of SM Mega A but it was full and the line was a mile long. Exit did we to EDSA and just looked for any available parking space within the Ortigas Area. We ended up at the 5th level basement parking of Podium. LB jokingly said that we might already be at the inner core of the Earth, might as well look for gold.
As expected, massive were the people in the mall. I would not have chosen to shop there had it not for the stupid errand for the office. Anyway, we endured the chaos and it was finally time for lunch. LB wanted to eat at Hoshinoya because it’s cheap there and servings are huge. He’s in his early teens so he has the appetite of a piranha. But since I imposed my golden rule of not eating in the same place over and over again, I convinced him to try something else. He loves chicken so we looked for a place that at least serves that and since it was almost 2PM already and we were starving, we settled for the first restaurant that caught our attention.
Eat and Go is small but well-appointed. It looked clean and relaxed.
Surprisingly, LB did not want to have chicken this time so he ordered for Pork Tenderloin with pasta in white sauce and baked beans for side dishes,
while I had the Chicken Saltimbocca, simply because it sounded different, with carrot and corn and baked beans for side dishes.
We both had Berry Iced Tea for our drinks.
Mine was nothing out of the ordinary as the name otherwise hinted. It was breaded chicken, period. It had very little sauce on it and was rather dry. Carrot and corn was carrot and corn. The baked beans was microwaved pork and beans straight from the can, though interestingly, it was the one I enjoyed over the other things on my plate.
Guess what LB’s pork tasted like? CHICKEN! And it is not a good thing for him. It was the first time he did not want chicken on his plate, and “chicken” did he still get! I had to try it for myself and true enough, I could not distinguish it from what I was having. Aggravating his confusion is the blandness of the pasta, and when they say white sauce, it truly is just white sauce (basically melted cream).
I do not mean to thrash the place entirely as it has a lot of other offerings which might vindicate itself. Too bad that I have this golden rule to follow, so to go back is a remote possibility. My first time should have been a PAK!
Oh well, that’s the price of trying new things. At least I got another experience to blog about.
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