a musing: derivations of a non-conformist idealist

a musing: derivations of a non-conformist idealist

Thursday, January 03, 2008

Mexicali vs. Cyma

Mexicali @ Greenhills Promenade. Nice inviting wall decor...
My first time to eat a burrito. Very nice. Especially since I had the vegetables and any other dressing taken out. Just cheese, the rice, the beef, and the wrap, please. Very nice.
Cyma @ Shangri-la Edsa Plaz's The Ledge. Definitely a special place to have dinner with loved ones, for a special occasion and not just because a co-worker is resigning, or to go on a special date.
Above, a hanging lamp with hanging fish. Yes, I heard those fish are fresh from the morning's catch. Below, flaming cheddar cheese. When the waiter served it, he put something on it to make it burst into flames and he and his co-waiter co-chanted "Oppa!" Something something percent on service charge. Lamb chops. Looked big. The second piece at the bottom was just about the size of what your eyes can see. It's called an illusion.
Salmon. Not very tasty at the beginning. And then half-way through, maybe the sauce had seeped in and it was a little more tastier. And then after I finished the whole thing, um, it was just fish in my stomach. And you know what they say about stomachs... They have no memory.
No one said that. I just made it up. So, the winner for this round... Hmm, Mexicali for snacking. Cyma for impressing whoever.

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