Ombu, Quezon City: Upscale, but not really.
The mere mention of “fine dining restaurant” makes my cheap-o-meter fizzle. Such was my…
The mere mention of “fine dining restaurant” makes my cheap-o-meter fizzle. Such was my…
7th The seventh of February marks my six years of blogging. Six years….
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On an arid and sunny Sunday, I arrived at Manila, nostalgic and sweaty…
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Chinese New Year is upon us! If you are in the metro to…
Taste the f*cking food! We’re not just any buffet place. The head chef’s…
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The countdown begins, you blink an eye, and the year dissipates into the…