Manam, SM Baguio

Manam is finally open in Baguio. Manam is best known for it’s sisig in Metro Manila but if you are are looking for Filipino comfort food with a twist, this is a place you can check out.

Their bestsellers:
House Crispy Sisig and the Original Sinigang na Beef Short Rib and Watermelon. We have yet to order that because we were (craving) out to taste their tapa and palabok.

But their menu extends to tapas, silogs, pansit, and Filipino kakanins. They even offer sizzling corned beef and oxtail kaldereta.

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Arca’s Yard

Arca’s Yard is located at Ambuklao Rd, Baguio, Benguet — a few meter’s after the Baguio/La Trinidad checkpoint. I did not realize that Baguio’s LTO’s inspection site is in La Trinidad thus, if you are renewing your car’s registration, you will be passing by the Museum/Library Cafe. They have Japanese tables, al fresco dining areas, and cozy reading spaces. That’s me all cozy in their balcony :D

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The Original Mang Ed Bakareta House – Slaughterhouse Compound

Craving for hot bulalo and real-good (made with brains and not just mayo) dinakdakan? I’ve been wanting to eat goat since last year and finally I had kilawin and papaintan last week!

We went to Mang Ed Bakareta House. It is located at the Slaughterhouse Compound — exact address is Purok 1, Upper Buhagan (Bokawkan) Road, Crecensia Village Barangay 2600 Baguio City, Philippines.

The slaughterhouse is a popular buzz among the locals. Mang Ed is just one of the restaurants you will find there. The place is near the terminals, thus, it most famous to jeepney and bus passengers. And because it is located in terminal, it is not the poshest of places — the food though is worth the visit.

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Visiting Tiaong, Quezon

It was a gloomy day.  Turbulence welcomed me while I was still in the plane. Wet pavements was the city’s red carpet and I, despite the dark and eerie weather, felt light and happy.  I was wearing my new havas (thanks to Girlieanne)–white and gold, too pure to step on muddy streets. But slippers are slippers, and they are meant for the feet.  And when they are for a pair owned by someone like me, the flops, cherished and loved, will be contested to endless wanderings.

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