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| - To be honest, I was a little too excited to try this place out because of their street foods, which I haven't had in 15 years. The authentic kind anyway. My expectations were clearly too high which made lots of room for disappointment.
Food: Cafeteria type of food setting with common filipino foods and a very limited selection at that. I ordered from their All Day Breakfast instead because nothing on their trays looked appetizing enough or something I couldn't cook myself at home. Lonsilog it is! I went a little overboard ordering from the street food because it was only $1! Ordered 2 sticks of fishball, 3 sticks of isaw (intestine) and one chicken bbq. My mom, on the other hand, ordered a meal which consisted of rice and estopado (which I thought was Adobo when she ordered it). They handed her two mountain scoops (and i mean MOUNTAIN scoops) of rice, a small cup with her estofado floating in so much oil. I gagged a little! My meal was delicious, especially the fried rice. My mom said her rice (regular rice) was slimy which she didn't care for. She took one bite of the estofado and didn't touch it again. The chicken bbq was nothing special, the isaw (intestine) had a weird taste to it which my parents kept joking saying that its what uncleaned intestine tastes like and the fishball was the kind you get from the chinese market and not the kind I remember they make from the Philippines. By the way, that fishball was uncooked. I bit into it and it was so slimy that it could have just slipped down my throat. It could have spent a little more time cooking. I have to give it to their fishball sauce though, it was tasty.
Ambiance: Lots of tables and chairs to sit, high and low chairs. No tv, which could be a good or bad thing depending on how filipino you are. Clean tables, well maintained trash cans, a side area with sauces, utensils, orange water, and a strange gallon of what seemed to be pink vinegar?
Service: There were only two people in the front, one lady watching the grill and one serving. When a line started forming behind us, it became obvious that they needed more help. The girl who served me for instance didn't know how to use their register so the lady at the grill had to step away and come help her while other consumers were just watching them frantically move around behind the counter.
Verdict: I don't know if ill every come to this place again. They don't really serve anything that I couldn't make myself at home. Like I said, I had really high hopes for the street food they advertise but you're better off going to an asian market and googling a recipe yourself.
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