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"I don't mind living in a man's body as long as I can be a woman in it." ~VinVin Jacla

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Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Dining at the "Kitchen" with Tita Rachel


May 8, 2013

I honestly don't get to eat dinner at home anymore. Usually, when I get home, I just prepare my food in our kitchen, have it heated in the microwave, then bring it with me to my bedroom. Dinner alone. Loner much! CHOZ!

So I really love it when I get to eat out with friends from time to time. When I invite you to have dinner with me, please don't say no and just remember how sad my life is at home. JUST KIDDING!

Anyhow, Tita Rachel and I had dinner one night at Kitchen in Greenbelt 3. Segue much? LOLZ!

It's one of her fave restos. She told me that Kitchen was one of the very first restaurants in Greenbelt. Having heard that I was like...ok. LOLZ!

Thanks for taking me here, Tita Rachel!
I really love the place. After that night, we had lunch there again with some of my office mates.
The lights above our table. I believe that's supposed to be "art."
The "Kitchen." Where all the action takes place.
The door leading to their very lovely and "homey" washrooms.
Tita Rachel had this bowl of tuna pesto. I tried it as well and it was more than delectable. I'm just not really a  fan of penne pasta. I prefer linguine.
Pandan Iced Tea. Bottomless. I probably had 4-5 glasses of this. LOLZ!
Spanish Sardines Pasta. I'm into healthy living now. I'm so into Spanish Sardines lately. I dunno why. Oh...gosh....I so love this pasta. I feel like going to Kitchen again one of these days. Tita Rachel?
Happy eating!

Kitchen is located at the ground floor of Greenbelt 3.

 Mwah! 


X.O.X.O.
VinVin


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