Persian Kabab

Throwing all dieting sensibilities aside, here am I and my gayest bestfriend, Carlo, at my favorite Persian food diner, Persian Kabab at Pioneer Street, Mandaluyong. It is seriously the cheapest Persian restaurant in existence. Even cheaper than on-the-go shawarma food stalls. You see, I have a love-hate relationship with Persian food. I enjoy eating it but after that I just want to barf it all out. Whatever things they put in there doesn't sit well with my stomach. I don't know if it's the spice or the yogurt shake or the garlic mayonnaise. The ONLY shawarma that doesn't hurt me is Tri-Mo Shawarma at Lagro, Quezon City but that one isn't even authentic. It's more Filipino. We had the place to ourselves. The server was super sleepy and assumed sleeping mode position on the sofa inside the restaurant, but she was fun. Can't blame her, we were the only customers, this day being a Monday dawn.













After all the beef, ox brains, hummus and spicy mayo that we had, we knew that we needed something else to hold down the acids gurgling in our tummies. We went straight to McDonalds and had some hot chocolate and more acid fries.





Have a good week!

Starbucks: Smoking No More

Before Starbucks officially banned smoking yesterday, me and my friend Carlo decided to commemorate all our Starbucks smoking days with a last hurrah! I no longer smoke, having kids make you stop all sorts of vices. (Well, I just turned to food. Bah.) Starbucks you are awesome because I literally pour all my stresses and negative energies on your establishments. You are a great shock absorber and you even award me with free frappucinos (got customer voice receipts hehe) and you never fail to send me home feeling so much better. You are five minutes from where I live, seriously, if I had a better friend of a restaurant, it's you.





Starbucks
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