rev:text
| - I stumbled in late, like always, to another CMYE event held by Wendy. I was glad to see that it replaced the old Filipino restaurant I tried years ago because that place wasn't very good.
I'm not sure if this place is new and is still undergoing renovations but as Terrence said in his review, it's quite minimal in its decor. It kinda bothered me in the sense that I felt like I was meeting everyone in the cafeteria of SAIT but soon slipped my mind the moment I started talking to everyone.
I was worried about the portions of food and quality since my bottled water, which costed two dollars, came in a travel size. $2 for 2 cups of water? Eh?
But before I could snark, smug, sour, and stew about the whole water fiasco, my order came; the PAN CON CHICHARON. Brother/Sister, any dish that has a sing-songy enunciation is a bonafied tastebud treasure. Seriously, the way this review read it was heading towards a mediocre three but Inti redeems itself!
The Peruvian answer to the pork belly sandwhich was no joke: crispy fried pork served in a bun. Oh wait, there were also other precious tasties inside: an avocado mayo, special salsa, cabbage, and a fried yam. Wow this was worth the drive across the city, skipping training, and lying to myfitnesspal.com daily stats, The subtle richness of all the ingredients complimented the salty Chicharon. The crispiness of the bread and meat existed but didn't make the experience of eating the whole thing obnoxious. The taste? Forget it, it's midnight and I have to work tommorow, NOT ENOUGH TIME.
Served with a choice side, I ended up with the yuca frita, which were fried casava chunks lightly salted.
Inti, ditch the bland dining room, the $2 bottled water and get yourself a cozy little truck and roll over everyone else in the city with your PAN CON CHICHARON.
|