Resto Review

Yes, we have the same dilema– where can I eat this Holy Week in Davao City?
Here is your not-so-complete guide to the major restaurants around.
Time and operations may vary.

Getting lost is an art, or at least that is what they say. Art is not a perfect study as there is no perfect way of getting lost, of discovering new things in the journey and being part of the bigger whole instead of getting swallowed in an abyss. 

A few weeks ago, you might have noticed my photo flood during my last-minute trip to Ho Chi Minh, Vietnam. It was my last fling before my busy bee December and as many love affairs that ended so soon, my adventure in the charming city of HCM left me clinging to their delicious coffee and the addicting baguette.

If you ask me, my favorite meal of the day is the breakfast but my sleeping pattern makes me miss breakfast serving in most restos. My only chance at a hearty breakfast is when I go home where my mom would cook all my favorite breakfast dishes or if a restaurant would serve an all-day breakfast menu. Davao City has few of these and I found one right across where I live, Kairo’s Kitchen.

Ahoy! Its been a while since I last posted here. Pardon me, but it was after all my birthday month last month so I do have a fair excuse, don’t I?

My latest story on a plate features a hole-in-the-wall along F. Torres Street, Shatter Persian Kabab.

Our favorite Persian hole-in-the-wall in central Davao has moved to a newer and better place in Rizal Street. Don’t worry, it is still at the center of the city and has changed address only a few steps away from its original place.

There is nothing more rewarding than eating on a personalized menu served by the chef himself on a quiet evening with your friends and in a cozy environment.

If you happen to get lost at the Roxas Night Market, you might want to drop by and include Chez Nous in your food itinerary. Here are some photos of their luscious food.

Discovering that your comfort dessert is actually being prepared by an artist you only hear in the radio or see in the television (we didn’t have internet back then) is a rewarding surprise. I have been a big fan of Wency Cornejo’s leche flan for years and imagine my excitement when my friends told me that he would finally open a store of his own in Davao.