My earliest recollection of Japanese food was when I was 6 years old. I remember my Uncle, who's the captain of a cargo ship that sails to Japan every so often, was eating raw fish while having his nightly Whiskey dose. It felt odd because the only fish I've had back then was cooked fish, I even remember being grossed out because of...

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Last week, Bibi and I decided to explore the Ayala Triangle since I'm temporarily assigned in Makati, so why not make the most out of it? We were supposed to go the safe way and head to Bonchon  but it was still closed at around 8AM. As we were looking for other places to eat, we chanced upon Chef Laudico's Breakfast, and since...

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Last week, Makati was so-so. You're probably still wondering (or not) why I still fret about Makati when I've been going there for 3 wks already. Well, the mere fact that I can't get a lot of sleep and I have to pay thrice the fare compared to when I was still in UPA pisses the shit out of me. But let me...

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