never on a sunday

I went out last night with a couple of friends who were introduced to me by my special gurl. One of them, Phil, invited us to check out Marty's, a bar beside the Elorde Gym in Sucat. It had two big airconditioned ktv rooms, each with a powerful audio system, that one could rent for only P150 per hour.

Service wasn't bad, considering we were the only customers.

And where were the regulars? I'm thinking that they must have been at home, watching the PBA on TV or catching up with family quality-time.

It was a Sunday. And, normally, whoever goes out on a Sunday night must be really really bored. Or hasn't turned loose in ages.

Whatever.

I was with call center reps who aren't exactly your professionals with normal working hours.

We had a great ktv time and stayed there until 10:30 PM. It wasn't because of what Marty's has. It is because of what Marty's is on a Sunday night. A ghost place, just like the Manila Memorial Park across it.

Sorry for the pun.

Anyway, after they had a couple of cold beers, we decided to get the tab and transfer.

San tayo? I asked.

Sa Aguirre na lang. Marami naman dun, Phil replied.

I was skeptical when she said that we would have plenty of options at Aguirre. Maybe she forgot that it was a Sunday night.

Ana has long wanted to visit BBQ Boy Grill along Aguirre out of curiosity. She would not fail to mention this several times in the past. Yesterday, it was unbelievably jampacked. So we had no choice but to drive further until we got off at 310.

Earlier on during the drive, I thought I could persuade them to hang at Cafe Francaise because I've been craving for fabulous authentic Italian pizza. But the beer there is fifty a pop and they'd rather buy it 30% cheaper.

At 310 they had another round of beer. My gurl had Bailey's, which cost about P130. I no longer take alcohol bev so I had diet soda.

Once there, I wanted to try their pizza since my design to kidnap them to CF collapsed.

Meron ba kayong pizza? I asked the waiter in a black tee with a screaming Jaggermeister on the chest.

Meron po! He jumped on my question.

Without thoroughly browsing the menu, I ordered two different thin crust pizzas - Chef's and The Works.

After eating both variants, I realized that my craving for CF pizza heightened. The 310 pizzas definitely won't be the reason for a come back.

The venue actually has a cool ambience. It used to be a large private house, as were other commercial establishments in Aguirre. And then it transformed into a booze place; it shut down and then metamorphosized into what it is today. We stayed there until closing time.

Well.

Nothing still compares to going out on a Saturday night.

And to the CF pizza, as well. I'll take their Chef's Pizza, anytime. Speaking of pizza, I wish someone in this country will put up a franchise of Bucca di Beppo. It's my fave restaurant in the whole wide world.

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kids should know that...

In Brazil, especially Sao Paulo city, pizzas are one of the most profitable items of Brazilian food industry. Among them are traditional Neapolitan style pizzas (brought by Italian immigrants) and sort of "new style" pizzas with chocolate and fruits (banana possibly being the most common), among other toppings. It is so important for the city economics that a Pizza Day (July 10) was instituted, with Pizza Championship being one of the most important events of the day, showing new recipes. One of the products of such championship was the border filling with catupiry cheese. Pizza must also be eaten with a knife and a fork; to do otherwise is considered to be bad table manners. Except in Pizza Hut and other pizza franchises, most pizzerias cook the pizzas on a wooden oven, even the small ones. While outside the city of Sao Paulo it is common to use condiments such as ketchup on a pizza, it is almost considered rude in Sao Paulo, where the most traditional Italian pizza is made. (wikipedia)