After a productive afternoon of securing our next bed, it’s time to chow down – filipino style.
Hello Karilagan, home of fine filipino cuisine in sunny SSF.
We forgo our usual pork adobo for a pork stew, called dinuguan.
They weren’t kidding when they said the sauce was rich. Reminiscent of a liver taste, we scarf big.
Next is our obligatory vegetable dish. A medley of veggies in a spicy coconut sauce. Surprisingly pink. I deduct its from the shrimp paste. I like the pumpkin.
Finally, is the gold star. Hello, oxtail ragu. I almost went with the kare kare dish but longing for a tomato base swayed me.
This dish is choke full of mushrooms in a wine sauce. Tender ox. I did not quite know it was beef until I was an embarrassing age. Lets move on.
Garlic rice is our carbohydrate. The pancit tempted me but a neutral base is needed for all the flavorful sauces.
Baby was okay through the meal; nah, just kidding. He was carried for at least half the meal. Don’t worry; I managed to squeeze in a full meal regardless.
