Conference over, my documentation team kicked ass, me commended as session moderator…all’s well that ends well! And my reward for the anxiety attacks and migraine events brought about by incompetent people and other behind-the-scenes harassment? A night of gluttony and pigging out at Larsian and The Dessert Factory.
Larsian – BBQ Haven
After a long search for and aborted purchase of shoes for Jher at Metro Gaisano in Ayala Mall, Nilda, Chellow, and I treated ourselves to grilled meat at Larsian. Imagine this: perfectly marinated wedges of pork and chicken legs grilled to perfection sealing its natural juices in…then put this mouth-watering thought side by side with a location…Imagine eating this sumptuous dinner–20 meters from the emergency room of a hospital, cars and jeepneys passing you by where you will actually ask, “which will kill me first: cholesterol from grilled pork or carbon monoxide from cars?”
I may sound aristocratic but let me assure you that the bliss you will encounter with that first bite of chicken or pork BBQ after anticipatingly waiting for your order to be served, is going to be forever etched in your mind…(pauses, mouth waters at the thought of yummy BBQ)
The Dessert Factory
I died and have gone to dessert heaven!!! After a hearty (euphemism for “construction worker appetite”) meal at Larsian, we went back to Ayala and had dessert at THE DESSERT FACTORY. Our order:
Chellow’s Order, CHOCOLATE FUDGE ICE CREAM CAKE.
Nilda’s Order: Pistachio Ice Cream Cake
My Order: Peanut Butter and Banana Ice Cream Cake…(no words to describe this, you just have to try it)
My trip to THE DESSERT FACTORY actually reminded me of CALEA’s, famous cafe and pastry shop in Bacolod (yuuuummm!)
With moments like these…I thank God for giving me the opportunity to travel. Be back tomorrow, guys. Haylabyu!