Post-Nightcap Binging

When H and I want to indulge in some late-night binging--and when he's in the mood to drive--we head on over to Mr. Kabab. It's one step above a roadside-carinderia; I'm guessing it's evolved over the years, after this after-inuman hotspot gained popularity simply through word of mouth (even my Makati and IS friends travel all the way to QC for it).

I can't possibly expound on every item on the menu because each time we're there, we always end up getting the same thing: Chelokebab. For about P85, you get two sausage-like pieces of meat, some margarine melting into the hot rice it rests on, and two grilled tomatoes. On our last visit, H, a tomato fan, got an extra order of the succulent fruit. By the end of it, he had eaten four whole tomatoes!

It's not a tambay place. In fact, I just found out that they actually don't have beer on the menu. I guess they just want people to get in, have their fill, and get out--there is, after all, a constant flow of people filling their tables. Even at around 2:00 or so in the morning, you'll find the equivalent of a lunch-time crowd--customers who get an attack of the munchies after a night of drinking.

Cheers! Enjoying our Mountain Dew. I hardly drink softdrinks , but I give in when I'm here.

Mr. Kabab is located on the corner of Quezon Ave. and West Ave. Tip: Dress down! (Note H in all his pambahay glory. Haha.)