Restaurant In Tagalog Novels & Stories

"Sige na nga maupo na kayong dalawa bago pa lumamig ang pagkain." The two obediently pulled out their chairs. For the first time in days...The heaviness inside Audrae's chest felt just a little lighter. The dining table was already filled with steaming dishes. Adobo. Grilled bangus. Fresh vegetables. A large bowl of sinigang. And, of course... An extra plate of rice that Mama Beth had obviously prepared for the athletes. "Kain na." Mama Beth smiled as she placed another serving spoon on the table.

Mahina subalit may diin sa bawat katagang binanggit ko. Mas lalo pang nangunot ang kanyang noo matapos niyang maproseso sa kanyang utak ang lahat ng aking sinabi.Subalit maya-maya lang ay pagak na itong tumawa. "This is an Italian restaurant! So, ano ang ini-expect mo? Maghain sila ng Filipino dish at Delight Yoghurt drink?" Sarkastiko niyang saad na pawang pang-iinsulto ang naging dating saakin.

Dinner was loud. Filipino-loud. Grant-family-loud. Chaos-loud. My titas sat at one side of the long table speaking rapid Filipino, mixing English every two seconds. “Tyler, ang gwapo mo nung nag-propose si Mason. (Tyler, you were so handsome when Mason proposed.)” “Umiyak ka pa nga! (You even cried!)” “Pareho kayo umiyak! (You both cried!)” “Ang cheesy n’yo. (You’re both so cheesy.)”

“Let's cook the vegetables you brought for lunch later. Someone will prepare this for us. ” Lindsey frowned. "Have you found a maid yet?" Elize laughed. "What breakfast would you like? Is it Filipino style? ” "Yeah, tapsilog!" said Lindsey cheerfully (Tapsilog is a condensation of the words “tapa, sinangag at itlog” (tap-si-log) which translates to beef tapa, garlic fried rice, and egg. This dish often enjoyed with a generous portion of sinangag (garlic fried rice).

“Hindi ka pa nakain?” “I drove for two hours so I couldn’t eat while on the road.” “Dapat kumain ka na lang muna bago ka umalis. O di kaya kumain ka sa mga nadaanan mong resto.” “I’m excited to come home. Ilang linggo na kitang miss.” Natampal ko siya sa dibdib. Huwag naman kasi niya akong binibigla. “Sana pinaalalahanan mo man lang ako diba.”

Nathaniel and Chad then went to the kitchen to wash their hands first. "Wow, it looks delicious," Nathaniel said while looking at the table. It seems that Kristina is really good in the kitchen. She cooked Bulalo, a well-known beef menu in Tagaytay, Crispy Fried Tawilis, and Chicken Adobo. "They are all my favorites Tin," Nathaniel said with his wide eyes. His tummy almost blurted out for hunger. "Mommy is really the best cook Tito Nats," the little fellow proudly said.

"I cooked your favorite. Ingat!" "Thanks, `Ma. I love you. On the way na po ako." After five minutes… "Ma!" sigaw niya nang nakarating at nakapasok sa bahay. "Asan ka po?" "Sa kitchen!" Sa salas pa lang amoy na amoy na niya ang niluluto ng ina – Chicken pastel. The one dish she misses the most. "Mama!" bati niya habang abot tenga ang ngiti.

Eliezah ISA lang ang masasabi ko sa pagkain ng restaurant ni Joyce. Napakasarap. Pang world class ang dating. "Okay lang ba ang pagkain?" Tanong niya ng nasa kalagitnaan na kami sa pagkain. "Yes. Siya ba ang nagluto nito?"

ahh bwisit Kahit hindi ko tignan ang paligid ko ay alam kong lahat ng dinaan namin ay nakatingin samin idagdag mo pa ang posisyon ko halatang halata na hindi marunong sumakay. Maya maya pay huminto na ito sa isang malaking restaurant pero parang hindi ko kayang igalaw ang mga paa ko. "Are you okay" "Obviously Y-yes" tulalang sabi ko hanggang marinig ko ang pag tawa neto pero hindi ko na siya magawang tignan dahil pinapakiramdaman ko pa ang sarili ko, hanggang maramdaman kong bumabaliktad na ang sikmura.

Ngayong 'andito si Trinity nawalan na naman siya ng pakialam saakin. "Good afternoon, Maam/Sir! May I have your orders?" Hindi ko namalayang nasa tabi na pala namin ang waiter. Inabot ko ang ibinibigay niyang menu at nagpasalamat. Tumingin tingin ako sa menu pero wala akong makitang gusto ko. Bakit kasi dito pa kami kumain? Gusto ko sanang kumain ng kanin pero wala namang ganoon dito.