Friday, September 26, 2008

No Drugs, No Guns, No Slippers

I went to Manila once. It was like something out of the Wild West, everyone was packing heat. The Philippines is (are?) overwhelmingly Catholic and I have a vivid memory of an open air Mass in a park where most of the congregation appeared to be armed to the hilt.

I also treasure a sign outside a nightclub explaining its admittance policy: "no drugs, no guns, no slippers". Though we have drugs and guns in London we seem largely to have escaped the slipper menace, not that that is any reason for complacency.

All of which is a round about way of leading up to the fact that we went to Josephine's Filipino restaurant this week for pork, chicken, rice, noodles and vegetables.

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John said...

was it any bottle ?

Nick Browne said...

IT was great, but I didn't take notes of what we ate thinking the whole menu was online. The pork belly was spectacular.

KaliAmanda said...

I love Filipino pork adobo, drenched in tons of garlic until it dries up and the meat absorbs the marinade. It's awesome!

Does this restaurant have purple cake (I think it's called ube)? A friend of mine bought me one for my college graduation and it was extraordinary.

Nick Browne said...

I had heard that Filipino desserts were the stuff of legend but we were too full up to try a third course. (By the way we finally made it to Hoo Hing yesterday and loaded up with frozen dumplings.)

Unknown said...

Dumpling fest at Nick's!