After my 30-day absence, hello gaiz, I’m baaack! Things got terribly crazy because of all the exams I had to prepare for and research papers to finish. But all is well now, especially with this infinite summer! *cough* Four months long *cough* Yiii, now where do we begin our summer posts? Hmmn.
How about this: Mario and I are starring in this new “hindie” film directed by Jiru. Norman also plays a cameo role here, so you better watch out for that. “Hindie” because, hindi naman indie masyado o film talaga. Haha. If you promise to stay through with me until the end of this post, you will know why.
The film was shot during my first legit night out with friends after all my requirements. Yes, I become such a social leper during finals season.. as if I am not on regular days. Hoho.
We met at Ayala Triangle where we were supposed to eat dinner, picnic style. But since it was pretty late already, most restaurants have taken their last order and we had to move to another place.
Touchy me caught in action! I like touching, holding, and tickling people I am comfortable with. I swear I have to be more selective about this thing but hahaha, it really happens! OR.. I was just annoying Norms about his weight loss. Hmmn.
The idea of coming up with this hindie film came to us quite randomly. We were having our usual dinner conversation when the topic shifted to whose (UP) film thesis would possibly be awarded “Best Thesis” this year. While on it, Brian’s “Sandali, Magpapahangin Lang” was mentioned—interesting film with an equally interesting title, we think.
Next thing we know, storycon na ng “Wait a Minute, Kapeng Mainit.” Haha.
I believe things would have been double the fun and laughter if Andre and Mots were with us, but they were in Batangas so yaaay! Next time, full house na!
Pakipansin their shoes please.
Obligatory blurred photo of me. Happens all the time!
And now.. the main event :)
“Wait a Minute, Kapeng Mainit” a film by Jiru Rada.
My father is in town which means that all works are suspended until further notice.
It also means that I will eat everything to my heart’s guilt and desire, because my father is a happy man who believes not in depriving the self of sugar and carb and starch and calories to be happier in the future. Now, he says, is as good a time to be merry as it is tomorrow. So, imagine: there are leftovers for breakfast, buffets for lunch, junk foods for dinner, and if I am luckier, desserts for midnight meal.
He was not always like this. He used to make mental notes of the food that I cannot be fed, duly approved by my mother: candies, gums, street/processed foods, and more. But when I started becoming more like them in terms of maintaining my diet, I noticed a shift in their attitude. Pizza and pasta became staple food groups, too.
There will also be discussions, lots and lots of them, about school, gym, personal hygiene, my hair and the new house (almost) by the sea. Similarly, love is a recurring topic—to me it means all the summer fruits served cold and fresh at home, to my father it means mama and me. We talk about these things the way old people do—honest, rational and sometimes, argumentative.
I was not always like this. I was more of a diligent student and an unwilling daughter. My fear of failing school has made me a woman selfish of time, strict with schedule. Either wholly or partly, I know I am still that woman. But there are exemptions to these rules. For example: that my father is in town.
Hence, all works are suspended until further notice.
A few weeks ago, I told Mario how I have always wanted to try the “artisan-inspired custom-made by you pizza house” called Project Pie. Curiosity came to me when I noticed everyone raving about it on Facebook, Twitter and Instagram sometime last year. He responded quickly by saying he has been feeling the exact thing.
This got me into thinking why we never bothered to mention such feels when in fact, we do quite a lot of things together. Nevertheless, his enthusiasm was an opportunity I didn’t want to miss. Next rational move was to call for a Cuties’ GA. (In case you missed it before: Yes, that’s what we call our little—but still growing—family.)
Project Pie is the brainchild of James Markham, the pioneer of this design/build/eat (lol) your own pizza market category. Prior to this, he had MOD (Made on Demand) Pizza in Seattle and Pieology in California. He says that this new baby was made to raise the ante of make-your-own-pizza concept stores.
Project Pie Manila is the first international franchise outside the US. Last year, their first store opened in Shaw Boulevard, Mandaluyong, and has quickly expanded with branches now in Alabang, Libis and Pasay.
Inside, there is a photo booth corner where you can do all things decent and not for the whole world wide web to see. For some reason, Jiru reigned supreme in the funny-face division that night. Also, I seriously have to stop sticking my tongue out.
Jiru’s runners up were Norman and Andre and Adrian. YIII, issue! JOKE.
Or is this gutom lang? Haha.
Gaiz, one of the perils of four-cam set up ganaps. Hindi kami parehas ng tinitignan tuloy.
Fact: Sometimes, we even reach up to six-cam. Hassle for the ones with low EQ because it requires them to wait longer especially if someone is not easily satisfied with his or her shots.
Are you ready for the yumminess?
Here they are! Parang class pie-cture lang! Haha. #Pusher
Upper left to upper right: Banana Nuttella, Custom-Built Pizza No. 1 (Mozzarella, Parmesan, Canadian Bacon, Garlic, Pineapple and Fresh Mushroom), and Custom-Built Pizza No. 2 (Caramelized Onion, Saussage, Prosciutto, Rosemary and Mozzarella).
Lower left to lower right: Custom-Built Pizza No. 3 (Ricotta, Bacon, Roasted Red Pepper, Black Olives, Red Sauce and Basil), House Pizza No. 2 (Pepperoni, Italian Sausage, Crumbled Meatballs, Mozzarella, Red Sauce and Garlic) and House Pizza No. 3 (Tomato, Artichoke, Red Onion, Pesto, Feta and Mozzarella).
None of these had to go to waste. All the flavors blended well, thank heavens.
Close up of CBN2, crafted with love by Andre. It’s read/pronounced as Un-dré btw.
If you do not have issues regarding herbs and spices in your food, you will have a lovely time choosing your own adventure.
Overall, it was a fun, quirky dining experience enjoyed by everyone. Interiors were cool and modern, with lots and lots of photographic spaces. I think it caters to younger dining-in audiences but I have no qualms ordering to go pizzas for my parents and grandparents even. It is also better to go here in groups, so you can try more than what you could usually get when alone or on a date with someone.
But if you have a bottomless pit for a stomach, then what’s there to stop you?
Cuties ExeComm. Chair lang!
Photos taken by this very cheeky guy. Random moral of the story: Ginawa (slash sinabi) mo, panindigan mo. :)