The Most Important Meal of the Day

It has been months since I last posted and I could not think of any other fitting topic to talk about than breakfast to mark my return to this blog.

Last Sunday, my family and I went on a rather spontaneous trip to Tagaytay after dropping off my sister at work. We initially planned on having breakfast in a nearby McDonald’s, but we couldn’t find available parking space so my aunt suddenly declared, “O tara, Tagaytay.”


We went to our favorite breakfast places ever, Breakfast at Antonio’s.

This is the Golden Waffle. We always order it. It’s perfect–crisp on the outside, soft on the inside. Excellent with butter and a drizzle of Antonio’s burnt syrup.


This is the bacon roesti (potato pancakes). Breakfast at Antonio’s makes their own bacon, and it has the right amount of fat and salt. The bacon rests on a pile of thin slices of crisp potatoes, while easy eggs and Swiss cheese sit on top of the bacon. The dish comes with a piece of bread (though that particular piece was not freshly baked and was actually quite hard).


One bite and suddenly everything became all right.


This is actually how my part of the table looked like, because I still had stuff to read for a report in class the next day. LELZ


I washed everything down with a cup of really thick hot chocolate.

My parents had rice meals (beef tapa, if I recall correctly); my aunt, eggs benny; and my brother, the corned beef roesti. His roesti had housemade corned beef (so tender), Swiss cheese, and sauerkraut.

If I had more money and more space in my stomach, I would’ve ordered their pancakes and omelettes, which also taste amazing.

A great fictional character by the name of Ron Swanson once said: “Why does anybody in the world ever eat anything but breakfast food?” To which an equally great fictional character, Leslie Knope, replied, “People are idiots, Ron.” Such is the value we must give to breakfast–to the point that we call people who don’t like breakfast food idiots, BUT I AM ONLY KIDDING. I think breakfast generally sets the tone for the day and effects of a good beginning may carry over to the rest of the day.

I know of some who skip breakfast because they don’t have time for it. I, on the other hand, always find time to eat breakfast because I don’t feel like myself when I skip it. It just sucks that some can’t really afford to eat in the morning, though I do hope we all find time to sit down to a good breakfast every once in a while.

Cheers to freshly fried rice and eggs done to our liking!


This Bacon & Egg Nest Tastes So Good, I’d Dedicate a Love Song to It

It was my birthday last Sunday! And what better way to celebrate my birthday than eating bacon?

My sister decided to treat me and my other siblings to lunch at Early Bird Breakfast Club in BGC. It’s an all-day breakfast place–meaning you can have, as their tagline goes, “Beautiful breakfast. Morning. Noon. Night.” Ron Swanson will surely beam with pride, because all-day breakfast places are sweeping through the metro. I think it was earlier this year, if my memory serves me right, when my sister came home raving about their famous yin and yang champorado (half dark chocolate, half white chocolate). Right then and there I knew I had to visit this place. We had a heavy breakfast that day so we decided to lunch there at 2 in the afternoon.

Fans of pastel and line art will definitely love the interior of the restaurant. One wall features line art of birds and flowers against a blue background while mirrors are hung on the wall across it (sayang, I didn’t ask who the artist was). The place is pretty small, but the loft accommodates more customers.

The menu is printed on newsprint. I initially settled on ordering their new offering that has salmon in it, but then I remembered my true quest that day–bacon. I ordered the Bacon & Egg Nest, my sister the Tenderloin Tapa, brother # 2 the Full English, and brother #3 the Adobo Sunrise, plus orders of Bacon Twists, Yin and Yang Champorado, and these chunks of potatoes that came in a glass (in case you’re wondering, brother #1 is outside Manila with my mom and my aunt for a town fiesta).

We had to wait for more than 20 minutes for our order because, as the menu states, “[they] consider [their] food as an art and masterpiece.” And masterpieces they were.

bacon and egg

#nofilter, yo.


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