As much as possible, I try to avoid going to the mall for food, shopping and adventure when traveling because one, I feel like it defeats the purpose of setting foot in a foreign place and two, I like to maximize the experience of living like a real local. I am always set on finding hole in the walls and brands that are only unique to the place.
I have been to Batangas a couple of times in the past but I have not explored it well yet. This explains why I was particularly intent upon visiting at least one local eatery to which Haj responded by bringing me to Cafe de Nasugbu. #TeamPersistent
It is easy to understand why Cafe de Nasugbu is missed by many. It has no signage and not much gimmickry for people to notice. But like a lot of great things that come without any signs or whatever, there is more to this medium-sized cafe that offers dining al fresco style. Nothing fancy here, just good country side food.
The Tuna Salad was this set’s winner and I recommend that you get the bigger serving. The kids are not as keen on salad as I am so I ordered the small one for practical reasons. In fairness to the cafe, they maintain good standards for tomatoes and cucumbers. Plus, their choice of vinaigrette nicely put everything together.
The Comple Pizza, which is short for “complete pizza.” Haj wanted Hawaiian while the boys were craving for something else. This was a perfect compromise because it had everything from pepperoni to ham to olives, etcetera, etcetera.
Random: We appreciate the effort of putting bell peppers but none of us was just into it. It’s us not you, bell pepper.
The Marinara Pasta caused a moment of nostalgia for the three. It reminded them of their first time in the cafe, and how they ignored the carbonara in favor of this. There is nothing complicated about this pasta, the taste is simple and spot on which is how I like my pasta sometimes.
The Cafe Clubhouse which was suggested by Raymart. I am not a fan of the bread, but I guess that is only because I am more used with the whole wheat type. The nachos could have been better, too. Still, it was a delightful way to cap a great day.
Who did it better? Hoho.
#Maturity, or why some people dismiss us as flippant. Indulge us today because tomorrow we will be two of the very few who are still crazy enough about changing the world. #DamingSinabi Hoho
I stopped attending mass every Sunday because at one point, I felt like the church was interfering my personal faith with political issues and it did not bode well for me. I am very firm with my values but I am spiritually low maintenance. My measures of good and bad, moral and not do meddle with my public life but there are certain things I want to keep in the solitude of my privacy. Which, I believe, is not necessarily bad.
I have seen far more religious people in the past who regularly go to church and even keep devotional diary, but I have not been swayed to go back until recently, when I found out that my father has been attending mass again.
The want to see Caleruaga coincided with the hope of working on an old habit back. Three months since 2014 came in, let’s see where this will lead me. #TeamSpirit
Straight from a prior event’s clothes. We only realized we might have been dressed inappropriately when we were nearing the place. Thank heavens for scarves and jackets. Anyway..
Caleruega has everything from recreational areas to prayer chapels. Here we exploit the goodness of the Koi pond and its walkways.
Crop tops from.. JOKE.
Can’t get enough.
Raymart’s FYI that afternoon was that Rizal had his own version of this “basic engineering thingy.” This got him and Haj into this childish and heated discussion on who learns more at school and who does not when Haj expressed her disbelief. KYOT
One of the halls between the Gazekubo and Tuktok. And oh, a lamp post. Hehe.
One with the wind and ska-a-ayy!
Was not able to get inside the church because there was a wedding happening. Didn’t want to intrude such an intimate occasion. That means to say, I still have my “free” wish with me when we go back.
Ending this post with Haj and Raymart because.. love.
This is how we shall start looking back at last weekend’s memories: by raving about food. Not just any ordinary food, but honest to goodness comfort food from our dinner at Breakfast at Antonio’s.
Yes, breakfast for dinner because the world is ironic and so are we.
First task of the night was to order our meals. I did a bit of my research early on, thank heavens. I spared myself from the agony of tricking myself about “making up my mind” when I really did not because I just ordered everything that appealed to me. #Discipline
Girls who work for.. fourteen hours straight. One of us came from her thesis leg work while the other straight from school right before taking the trip down south. Guess who, guess who.
Ladies and gentlemen, meet my cousin slash Haj’s younger brother JV. No pressure, but we honestly cannot wait for him to outgrow his totoy self and be more, uhm, borts. Plus points for every person who can speak/understand beckinese which I also am fluent in, haha.
Now time for a little tour while we wait for the food. #BestInAvail
Crisp white walls and wooden furnitures create an elegant and rustic atmosphere for the place. I appreciate how everything was soothing and easy in the eye as much as I am fond of the popularity of hipster/modern designs of emerging restaurants and cafes in the metro.
I was not able to take photos of it all but there were pretty paintings in display, too.
Can this place get any dreamier? Speaking of dreams, I think this is a great place to finally meet the lover’s parents if you haven’t.
Consider this: If they liked you, you may easily ask for a bottle of wine or beer and pop it open like a real champion. If they did not, talon ka nalang sa cliff over looking the Taal volcano. At least you know you have options, haha.
There will always be room for desserts. Did not get to taste any of these because I thought I was trimming my sugar and carb intake. Akala ko lang pala.
Nom noms for to go.
Now, the main event:
We cannot decide whether the night’s winner was this Spaghetti Bolognaise or the Eggs Florentine. The sauce was perfectly rich and meaty and cheesy and everything nice. It was surprising because it looked unassuming. In the words of Haj, “HELLO?! WHAT ISSS?!”
Hint: That is.
Sharing the top spot light with Spaghetti Bolognaise is this serving of Eggs Florentine—egg muffin topped with smoked ham and poached eggs with Hollandaise sauce served with apple slices and orange. It sounds simple but boy was the smoked ham magical. Not gonna oversell here but solid flavors rushed to greet our taste buds in every bite. This will keep me coming back until the end.
The Mushroom and Cheese Pizza was also more than a pleasure to have. Haj enjoyed eating it and that is a lot to say taking into account that she is our resident mushroom non-believer.
Calmer feelings here because I am still overwhelmed, lol.
The Portobello and Brie Omelette was the weakest link for the night although Raymart begs to differ. IMO, the hash brown was the most powerful part of this serving. That and the fact that it had a generous serving of eggs, too.
Orange Jaffa Pancakes for dessert because we just had to. I have some sort of attachment to pancakes because I grew up in a household that adores pancakes. This did not taste any more special than the ones I had as a child and even as a young adult but whatever. All for the love of pancakes.
Breakfast at Antonio’s is located at Emilio Aguinaldo Highway, Tagaytay. Store operates from 7 AM to 9 PM.