Mary Oliver | A River Far Away and Long Ago
March 2, 2012
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Moonwalking at The Walk’s Moon Cafe

Jo’s Fajita Salad | P107.14*

“Manglibre ka, ron, te? (Will you treat us out, te?)” Virhenia asked.

“It’s not my birthday! But let’s eat out!” It’s thirty past midnight. I told Jo, Judy, Ellen, and Sachi to go ahead because I had to drop by  my place to get the camera. When the cab was about to pull over, I remembered I left the memory card at work. After getting the camera, Virhenia and I had to go back to the office to get it.

Suncooler Big | P147.32 (Good for five)

They already ordered for us since we arrived late.  While waiting for our food, I pulled out Mary Oliver’s Red Bird from my tote.

“Do you like this kind of books, te?” Ellen asked while skimming through the pages.

Jo’s Tocino Strips | P71.43* 

“Yes, ga.” I smiled. When the heart is apprehensive, it finds solace in poetry.

“Read this one,” I said while turning the page to 22. She read it aloud.

“How was it?”

“I couldn’t understand it.” I tried explaining to her, but I stopped half-way because poetry is not supposed to be explained. It has to be felt.

Ellen’s Chicken Mozarella Melt | P156.25

“Yours looked tasty, te,” Ellen declared. I ordered pork belly in our first dine in the restaurant.

“I’m reluctant to try new dishes, ga,” I admitted. Especially if I have to pay for it. Although I consider myself a risk-taker, it doesn’t completely apply to food. It will be a waste if I ended up not liking it. Jo shares the same principle in eating.

Ellen didn’t like her mozzarellaed chicken. The fatty part of my pork belly made me giddy in a bad way. But Jo and Ellen loved it.

My Pork Belly | 138.39

These girls were very supportive. Instead of having our usual midnight bout of fast food, they went out of their way to spend a decent dinner with me.

Virhenia’s and Sachi’s Breaded Fish Fillet | P156.25

I could sniff March in the air, yet Moon Cafe still valentined the place with a sickle-like moon and colorful hearts. Most of the diners though are not couples but group of friends or coworkers in search of good beer and food.

One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.― Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own

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  1. Zahar says:

    It seems like you having lots of fun! Those pictures just make me drools. I’m sure the food tastes as good as it looks

  2. magsx2 says:

    Great pictures, and the food looks delicious. A nice night out. 😀

  3. Ellen says:

    How nice is to hang out with the girls, don`t you think? You are as “fanatic” as Im, I`m well capable of getting off a bus just because I forgot my camera!

  4. pawie28 says:

    so ,who’s birthday was it? seems like you left out a detail of the story. thanks for sharing your night though.

  5. Very delicious food !!

  6. Mooon Cafe’s chimichanga is one of the best! This post makes me hungry right now… 🙂

  7. Leona says:

    Hi! I love your writing style! 🙂 The comment before me (Nino’s) is true! Try their chimichanga the next time you’re there. 🙂

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