On the dies natalis of Valentine, Presbyter, Martyr at Rome, in the Year of Our Lord, 2008, the Fourth of this Relationship

Valentines day.  Haaayyy!!!

We've been together for four years now, so no more cheesy stuff like teddy bears or chocolates or flowers (he's allergic to it).

So we just spent the day doing something very enjoyable to both of us.  And cultural, too!

We had dinner at Wok Inn, just across the street from the side aisle of the Church of Nuestra Senyora de los Remedios in Malate. Guys, if you haven't tried this resto, you still don't know what authentic Chinese food is. According to my Jon, it's a lot better than North Park. It's not cozy, but the atmosphere is intimate, like a family diner or something. And the place is soooo affordable!!! We spent less than PhP700 for three dishes, chao fan for two, and four iced tea glasses. (Unfortunately, they don't have bottomless). I would recommend the stuffed squid. It's soooo gooooddd. Thinking about it makes me hungry. God, I wonder when we can go back there.

Then we went to our newest favorite hang-out place: Mr. Lady, one of the newest sing-a-long bars cum variety show place. It's in the tradition of the Japanese bars where our sister Filipino (or should I say Filipina?) trannies go to work. They've tried to re-create the atmosphere, from the way the ladies treat you to the way  the waiter serves you drinks on his knees. And the shows! My God! I just love the music, the production, and the costumes. For a moment there I thought we were in Nihon.

Almost all the ladies there have been to Japan and worked in a similar establishment. This one, apparently, was opened by an entertainer who used to work for one. And the name was taken from a similar type of bar in Tokyo. Mind you, that one is the most famous of it's type there. The owner, by the way, is more beautiful than 75% of the females I know.  (Hehehe, pasintabi po.)

The only sad thing is that only a few people know about this place, and so they rarely get filled up, despite the hard efforts put in by the ladies. But I know one day they will be known more.

One more thing: on the way to the bar (which is, by the way, on top of Padi's Malate) are photos of the ladies. Some manongs have already fallen victim to their beauty, not knowing what the ladies really hide under their skirts. Ha! Buti nga sa kanila! Mga manyak!

Then, after watching the two sets of shows from the ladies of Mr. Lady, we went off...

But that's another story. Bug me, and I might tell you.

Or not.

;-b