Secret Burger Stand

Burger Machine, Gilmore

What’s behind the wall?

The banner has got to be a dead giveaway.

We passed this last week on our way to PC Options. It’s along Gilmore, probably a block away from Aurora Boulevard when you’re coming from E. Rodriguez. Β There used to be a big BM ‘branch’ on the other side of Aurora. I think BM Plus is what it was called? Paulinians would be more familiar with that (girls who studied at St. Paul QC). Anyway, it had the burger joint at the ground floor, and a ladies dorm on the other floors. That’s what I remember.

There were a few of those around Metro Manila, including one in Kamias. But they didn’t last long. I don’t think any exist up to now. A quick search and this WikiPilipinas article reveals that the Asian Financial Crisis of the ’90s is to blame. There also aren’t that many Burger Machine stands anymore. The one along Sct. Reyes near the corner of Roces has been gone for at least a year. I’m surprised the one behind this wall is getting any business being hidden and all.

What an interesting location. I think the house behind it is abandoned.

Now I want me some BM burger. I remember the old stand across St. Luke’s when I was little. An AILM student once took us there for a burger treat. Now, there’s a small stand right outside Garcia’s grocery store right across the Trinity University of Asia entrance.

Bart Burgers are the best, yummy and very affordable. It’s the burger that never sleeps because it’s available 24/7. Because of that, it’s become a favorite meryenda after a night of partying or drinking. πŸ™‚

Uncle Cheffy

Apparently, the real reason why the boyfriend was late for our Friday itinerary was that he was so drunk. After I left for work at 2am, he hooked up with friends for a round of drinks. When he walked towards me at the mall that afternoon, I could see he was still drunk.

No, it was not a hangover. He was still drunk. How did I know?
> The way he talked. Not slurrred speech, just fast and a bit excited.
> How he moved
> His smell (he didn’t reek of alcohol but there’s that nice hint of it)
> How he was sweating
> His being touchy in public. πŸ˜‰

The day before, we had a big lunch at Max’s. We talked about the need to regulate our food spending, and the need to eat less and eat wise. If we couldn’t prepare our own lunch, we’d buy from the stalls at the back of St. Luke’s instead of eating out.

Guess what? Because he was drunk, he had wanted another big lunch. And because I wasn’t feeling well, my conviction easily went out the window and I agreed.

That day’s restaurant of choice was one we had never tried before: Uncle Cheffy.
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Now, it’s on the list of our favorite places to dine at.

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We ordered their Asian fried rice, and their specialty dish Mediterranean barbecued ribs. The ribs were served with greens on the side and baby potatoes. There were two sauces as well – a special barbecue sauce (I didn’t ask what it was called) and the chimichurri that I so loved.

The chimichurri was a sort of pesto sauce in olive oil and a concoction of herbs. I liked it with the veggies, the potatoes, and even on the ribs. If they sold it in bottles I would have bought one. I asked, they don’t.

The whole time we were eating the boyfriend was commenting how he loved the food and that we should come back. We loved it so much we ordered dessert.

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The two cakes we had were heavenly! I got the Chocolate Roulade while he ordered Uncle Cheffy’s cheesecake. Yum!

The only thing that wasn’t quite okay was the wait time for the bill, and then again my two debit cards not working with their swipe machines. It took so long it allowed my headache to creep back in. The boyfriend eventually had to go out and withdraw from an ATM because I didn’t want to use credit. But other than that, we love Uncle Cheffy and we will be back.

(Uncle Cheffy is on the first floor of the Ali Mall. There’s an entrance from the outside walkway fronting SM. It’s next to Gerry’s Grill (or The Old Spaghetti House))

Doodle Defense

In line with my efforts to use the iPad more often, I brought it along when the boyfriend and I went to Gilmore to see what was wrong with the PC. While waiting, I actually learned to play Doodle Defense!

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Not only that, I managed to finish the Forest map at Easy πŸ™‚

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Today, while we had no cable and Internet service, I finished the same map at the next difficulty level. I’ve also started downloading a few more apps.

I also learned to capture screenshots from here, and to attach photos to my post.

Yay for my iPad! Now, if only I could take and use it in the office…

PLUS SIZE SHOPPING

It was Friday, around normal people’s lunch time, the boyfriend was off work and I was trying to wrap up the remaining tasks for my own workday. ‘Why hasn’t he asked me yet if I was ready to go?’ I wondered. I called him after several unanswered BBMs and SMS. He was fast asleep.

I couldn’t just go home – had no more cash on me and I had given him my ATM. He was supposed to take Zune to the vet for his annual checkup and booster shots. I only had enough for my fare to work and a midday meal. The itinerary was supposed to be:

> Take dog to the vet
> Pick me up
> Lunch
> Get Zune
> Go home

He found an excuse – the groomer wasn’t there yet, not until 1pm. OK. Work was only until 11am and though I always stayed an hour or two extra, that day I felt I had to leave early – this was day 2 of my headache downtime. When he finally said that he had taken Zune to the clinic (All About Pets) and was on a cab to Cubao, I stepped out, grabbed two Hopias from the cafeteria and went outside to wait for him. After 10 mins of waiting (it was better to wait there because the cold temp in the office was making my headache worse), I decided to go inside the mall.

It could have meant additional spending for me (disaster!). In the past few months, I had noticed how the Plus size section at SM Cubao had grown. There are more brands now, better selection, and they didn’t all look like clothes for matrons. πŸ™‚ This section was right on the first floor, from my entrance I’d go past the watches, turn right, walk about ten paces and voila!

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This was where I got my first ever BBD last year (for obvious reasons, I can’t call it a little black dress could I?). There were a lot of nice tops on display, and there were printed shirts on sale too. If I wasn’t hungry, or didn’t have a headache, I’d have tried a lot of stuff on.

Thankfully, the boyfriend arrived before I could do any swiping with my credit card. I had shown him a shirt I had taken a fancy to – he liked it though I don’t own anything in that color (pale yellow), but the saleslady would have to check for the size I needed. I didn’t have time for that. So bye bye butterflies on a pale yellow shirt!

I love how there are so many choices available now for my size, and they’re age appropriate too. But even so, I must not remain comfortable at this size. I am obese, not just curvy. Although I do not think I will ever shop at a non plus size section, I can be a 12 or a 14 instead of an 18 or 20. I can be just as proud of my curves without the health risks of diabetes and hypertension hanging over my head everyday.

Though plus size clothing has just become more fashionable, not being healthy has not. I must not lose sight of that.

Downtime

My PC is going through some downtime. Ma turned the power on but nothing came up on the screen, Alfred tried to fix it – even opened it up, but it didn’t start up. Tomorrow he’ll see what needs to be done. We’ll probably have to replace some parts but I hope it doesn’t cost too much. πŸ™

But my overused computer isn’t the only one under the weather – so am I. I’ve had a terrible time for the past 48 hours. It started with a small headache while in the office. I took an Ibuprofen pill right away but it didn’t do anything for me. I figured I was probably PMS’ng, and so decided to put up with it. I trudged through the rest of the day in pain. The only break was while the boyfriend and I had lunch. As soon as I got home though, I went to sleep.

I slept quite fitfully, having to wake up every once in a while and feeling the pain. I also had to adjust and readjust the pillow to find a comfortable spot – I can’t say that I found it.

When I finally had to getup for work, the headache was still there. It was another full day of bearing with the discomfort. But I’m not complaining. I got to have a nice full lunch with Alfred at Uncle Cheffy, and our little prince was home to welcome us back.

The only time I felt really relieved from the headache was when I laid eyes on Davin Amir. I am not exaggerating. When he smiled at me and I played with him, and then later when I held him, I felt painless. Looks like the downtime is over.

He was here while his parents and maternal grandma attended the grade school graduation of Diane’s little sister. They’ve already picked him up. It was such a joy to have him home. He still has a cold but he was not fuzzy at all, as one would expect a baby with colds to be. He’s just a happy little guy with the sunshine on his shoulder. Oh how we all adore you our Beloved Prince!

Anyhoo, I am typing this via the iPad. Yes, I am giving blogging from here another chance. I have yet to try posting with photos from here, but I already found out how it’s done. To be honest, I’d been thinking about selling this because I haven’t maximized it so much. I could sell the iPad and buy an iPod touch. The rest of the money, I’ll save or spend on paid apps.

But then I didn’t really give this gadget a fair chance. So now I’m going to try to use it more often. If i’d still rather sell it after a few weeks, then so be it.

Thanks for reading til the end, though I cant imagine why anyone would. Haha.

How’s everything in your piece of paradise?

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