Kristin and I were looking for a place to eat and this place caught our eye. I mean, it’s awesome in the U.S. right? Maybe a Manila franchise?
Not quite authentic.
So, not really. At least they had $1 beer!
There we are, eating outside in November!
I was hoping for real deal Chicken Strips...
Ultimately it was tasty, but we should have known it wasn’t going to be as good. There was no line and no tasty buns. They did have some pretty tiny peanuts that were free, though…
It is intersting that here in Manila, one of the recreational acitivities is “malling.” The malls are epic in size (think Mall of America, but almost twice the size) and connected to other malls and shopping areas. I was looking for a movie theater in one of these labyrinthine structures and ended up in the wrong mall by going up the wrong escalator. Like the MOA, many of the stores are in the mall multiple times. They don’t seem to have the multiplexes like the U.S. has, but if you are willing to walk to a different mall, the big movies are still playing every twenty minutes or so.
These malls are seething with people and every mall boundary is defined by a security checkpoint? Its a little unsettling, but being a big white guy the don’t even check me.