The menu’s different, but the ambience is nothing less than what you get at night. With the heat of the sun, it’s a good chance to dine inside the room, which looks nice but a bit to girly for us chest-haired1 men here at Food Porn Junkies.
We start off with some Americano Coffee, which comes with 1 free refill. Has that nice roasted smell to it. Not bad, as I was told.
One of the things I looked for a few years back was some sort of drink. Now they have some Frothy Lemon2 Iced Tea and I liked it. Refreshing and cool.
Mom had the Sausage Platter. It’s a Bratwurst and a Cheese Sausage with 2 sunny side up eggs and toasted rye bread. Not bad at all, but I’m not sure I’d drive all the way to Marikina for this.
Neither will I do that for the 2-Piece Real Buttermilk Pancakes, Bacon, and Hashbrown. It really wasn’t bad, but I still hold Malcolm’s Deli as the best pancakes in Manila. And the Fort isn’t as taxing a drive. I top it off with Sweet Strawberries for an additional P20.00 (or $0.45).
The Crispy Waffle Served with Homemade Pancake Syrup topped with Walnut Streusel3 was really nice. It was crispy on the outside, soft inside — like how it should be. It’s a wonder how many people actually fail to do this properly.
I figured that if I’m driving all the way to Marikina, I might as well go for some lunch. The BBQ Pulled Pork Crackling looked really good4, but was unavailable that day. I went with the Creamy Tomato Curry Kofta Balls, which serves (at least) 2 and is fucking awesome.
This, I’d drive to Marikina for. It was tangy, seasoned well, spiced right, saucy, hearty — lives up to the rustic name of the place.
Always a nice change of scenery to visit this place but I’m still looking at you, pork crackling.