Restaurant In Tagalog Novels & Stories

It wasn't brown. [It looks like a poison] Then Gu teaches their roles. Each of the girls was assigned to do something. Ole is the cook because she can cook better. Gu and Ji are the ones who will prepare the ingredients. While Nami will be the cook assistant. : Our menu for today is tomatoes dipped in sauce! Chicken breast adobo! Fried fish fin sauce and sauce gravy! Ole suggested. [Adobo] [Adobo is a Filipino term for marinated cooked meat especially chicken. Adobo is cooked with vinegar, soy sauce, peppermint and other spices.]

masayang sabi n'ya. "Akala ko sa Buffet tayo? Ihawan naman ito?" wika ko ng pasukin namin ang kilalang Samgyup Restaurant na malapit sa school namin. "Parehas lang naman 'yon. Samgyup and Buffet ang nandito kaya parehas tayong tama." natatawa niyang sabi. Nakalipas na ang ilang minuto pero hindi pa rin napapagod sa pagkain ang babaeng kasama ko. Lahat nalang ng makita n'ya ay talaga namang kinakain n'ya.

nakaupo sila sa sasakyang maghahatid sa kanila sa Anda mula sa Tagbilaran. “Hindi! Naeexcite lang ako, kasi magkikita na kami ni Mamang. Matitikman ko na naman ang mga luto niya. Purgang-purga na ako sa mga pagkain sa Manila, puro de lata, fast food, at MSG!” nilakasan ni Tala ang sinabi para marinig ni Limuel. Nakaupo ito sa passenger seat ng inarkila nilang kotse. Narinig ni Limuel pero hindi siya nag-react, kung gusto nila ng masarap na pagkain pwede naman silang magluto.

Bamby was so thrilled that he was jumping for joy. Mama Laura just smiled. Evidently, she knew who Mikael Alonso was. She just busied herself preparing their lunch – all of Clarissa’s favorites that included ‘chicken adobo,’ which was a type of Filipino chicken stew; ‘pancit,’ which was basically an egg noodle dish which shreds of pork and variety of vegetables; and ‘sinigang,’ which was a traditional sour soup.

Pumasok kami sa restaurant at dinala ako ni Lorenzo sa table na malapit sa bintana. Napaka romantik talaga ngayon ni Lorenzo. Pinaghila niya ako ng upuan. “Thank you,” pagpapasalamat ko sa kanya at umupo sa upuan. Umupo siya sa upaan na nasa harap ko. “Anong gusto mong pagkain at inumin, darling?” tanong niya sa akin habang nakatitig ang kanyang mga nakakaakit na mga mata sa akin. Pwede ikaw? Ang landi mo girl.

sabi ko at dahan-dahan niyang binitawan ang kamay ko at umakbay na lang sa’kin. “Malapit na tayo, ‘wag ka mag-alala.” ang tanging sagot niya. Tulad ng sabi niya maya-maya ay nakarating na kami sa Villa Isabela at umakyat sa St. Gallien, Pagkarating namin ay agad na lumapit ang cook at nagbigay ng menu. “Anong gusto mo?” tanong niya. “Kung ano na lang din ang sa’yo.” sagot ko.

sagot naman ni Jade sakaniya. “Okay.” Dinala siya ni Jade sa isang classic restaurant kung saan nagse-serve sila ng authentic filipino dishes. Umupo silang dalawa sa tabi ng may bintana at nag-umpisa ng umorder. “Iniisip ko lang kung naalala mo pa kaya yung mga maliliit na detalye sa dati mong buhay noon. Naalala mo pa kaya yung paborito kong pagkain?” bulong ni Euphie sakaniya habang nakatingin ito sa Menu.

Napatigil siya nang biglang kumaway ang Tiya sa harap niya, para agawin ang atensyon. “Kumain ka na ba? Halika sa kusina!” Hindi na ito naghintay ng sagot, hinila agad si Riva papasok. Kahit gusto niyang tumanggi, hinayaan na lang niya. Pagdating sa kusina, bumungad sa kanya ang isang hanay ng iba’t ibang putahe—adobo, kare-kare, paksiw, chicken curry, monggo, sayote, at kung ano-ano pa. Ang bawat isa ay maayos na nakaayos sa maliliit na lalagyan, may usok pa, halatang bagong luto.

"Cecilia, do you want something to eat?" Doesn't expect that question, she flinched and take a look at the menu book. All of them was written in weird language. Max cleared his throat, "You are holding it into the wrong direction." "Ah! I see." She answered and reverse the menu's position. But, it is still unreadable. "How about Bicol Express?" Max said after he notices her confusion. Armano shook his head, "It's too spicy, Your Highness. She doesn't like it. Try Sinigang, a sour and light stew."

Leonora turned to glance at Simon, who was trying to balance a plate of kare-kare while being pulled into a group photo with Tomas and Juanito. “He did win the lottery,” she teased. Alice grinned. “He really did.” This is not only a miracle, but this is also fate. She was destined to go back to the past and meet her great-grandmother. The long tables nearly buckled under the weight of food. At the center was the lechon—a whole roasted pig, its skin crackling with golden crispness, laid out on banana leaves and garnished with pineapple rings and fresh herbs. There were platters of pancit palabok, kare-kare with its thick peanut sauce, and steaming pots of sinigang na baboy whose sour tamarind