A Jewel in the night

Sunday is feeding day for the girls at Hideaway, so I headed into town to take care of business at around four p.m. The difference between my walk yesterday and the one twenty-four hours earlier was like night and day. Or, more precisely, wet and dry. The pause in the rain continued well into the evening, which was a pleasant relief.

My custom is to order the meals from the Jewel Cafe on Sundays. It is good food at a reasonable price, and the girls all seem to enjoy it. Plus, they deliver, so I don’t have to sit around waiting.

It’s a diamond in the rough…a nice place on a side street off the main drag.
The menu is proudly displayed on an outside wall.
Some outside tables for those who prefer the fresh air.
And the inside dining area. They weren’t too busy yesterday when I dropped in to place my order.
The front side of the menu.
And the flip side, er, that’s racist, I mean the backside.

Joy messaged me the order for the girls (they have a Jewel menu at Hideaway). Eleven meals in all set me back 2100 pesos.

Four orders of pork sisig…
…four orders of garlic prawns…
…two orders of chicken enchiladas…
…and one nacho supreme.

Feeding is more fun than buying lady drinks, at least for me. Although Joy matches me with a lady drink for every beer I order. Anyway, the girls look forward to their Sunday dinner, and I’m glad I can accommodate them.

Still not raining when I left Hideaway, so my small umbrella remained unfurled in my side pocket. I made Sloppy Joe’s my next stop and enjoyed hanging out with some familiar (male) faces. I believe bars like this will be my new normal in the future.

No trikes around when I departed, so I walked to Baloy Road, and since I was there, I popped into Snackbar for my nightcap. They had a pretty good crowd hanging out on a Sunday night; it’s good to see the bar doing well. My personal history with this place makes it less enjoyable than it otherwise would be, but I’m mostly over the old memories, and I’m moving on to new adventures. A lady drink for Jenn and Lydell, then I was off for home.

And when I woke up this morning, it was raining again. And it has rained pretty steadily, although not as hard, for most of the day. It’s Hash Monday, so it looks like it will be a wet one. The Hare has already abandoned his original plan for a hike in the hills and will instead lead us on a street walk. I’ll bring my umbrella instead of my trekking pole.

The only walking I’ve done so far today was for my morning coffee with Swan.

The view from “our” patio between the raindrops.

With nothing but time on my hands, I fired up the grill.

A rainy day cookout!
A tasty lunch.
And I’ll enjoy some carrot cake when I get back from the Hash this evening.
Rain, rain, go away, so my clothes will dry someday…

And I’ll leave you with something I stole from Kevin Kim’s blog:

It’s funny because it is true–I am in bed almost every night at nine o’clock. That’s a big change for this ol’ cowboy. Well, I wasn’t ever a cowboy, but I did spend some time in Oklahoma.

I’ll be back tomorrow with more of the “goodness” you loyal readers have come to expect! And thank you for your patronage.

5 thoughts on “A Jewel in the night

  1. re: that menu

    That’s a pretty varied, omnibus menu. It gives me a “Jack of all trades, master of none” vibe. That said, if I were to order from it, I’d try…

    from the international menu:
    – filet mignon with steamed veggies (suspiciously cheap for filet)
    – chicken cordon bleu
    – japchae
    – fish & chips
    – Vol-au-vent (“fly into the wind,” a pastry dish)
    – kung pao chicken
    – red Thai curry

    from the rest of the menu:
    – 14″ meat supremo pizza
    – bacon & egg burger
    – BLT
    – chicken pesto pasta
    – prawn Alfredo
    – adobo chicken
    – chef’s nachos
    – nachos supreme
    – chili cheese fries
    – American breakfast
    – English breakfast
    – breakfast burrito
    – pancakes with bananas

    I’d expect the food to be passable but not excellent. I’d also expect the restaurant to tell me they’re out of such-and-such food given the variety of ingredients they’d have to have on hand to do all of these menu items.

    I like the resto’s easy-to-clean, plastic-sheet tablecloths! Reminds me of cheap restaurants from my childhood.

    And the flip side, er, that’s racist, I mean the backside.

    Call me dense, but I don’t see the racism. Is “flip” racist? For Flip Wilson?

    Trivia: “er” is British for “uh.” The UK pronunciation of “er” is “uh,” not a rhotic “errr.” That latter pronunciation comes from a misunderstanding about what to say when you’re at a loss for words. Both Brits and Yanks say “uh,” but Yanks spell it “uh,” and Brits spell it “er.” I’m not going to say anything when a Brit writes “er” because that’s right and proper. But when an American writes “er” and thinks it’s pronounced “errr,” I have to say… write and think Amurrican, dammit!

    (You even commented on my above-linked 2021 rant about this!)

    so my small umbrella remained unfurled in my side pocket

    unfurled = open, like an unfurled flag that is fully extended

    That’d be quite a sight—an unfurled umbrella hanging out of your pocket. But I’m pretty sure you meant “furled.”

  2. I’m also suspicious when I see such an extensive menu–it seems impossible to get it all right all the time. That said, I’ve never had a bad dining experience at Jewel (I used to go there for breakfast frequently). If I have any complaint, it is that portion sizes tend to be smallish. Still, the prices are much lower than competitors like Sit-n-Bull.

    As government employees, we were regularly required to attend diversity training seminars. I recall one session where the instructor advised us not to call the paper easel board he was using a “flip chart” because the term flip is considered derogatory to Filipino people. Instead, we were told to call it a “rip chart.” Being the kind of guy I am, I raised my hand and asked, “Can I still flip a coin?” and “If someone cuts me off in traffic, can I flip them the bird?” I don’t think he appreciated my humor. One of the Philippines-related forums I engage with does not allow the word flip to be used. They have some algorithm that automatically changes “flip” to “Filipino.” So, if you write about the popular footwear “flip flops,” it becomes “Filipino flops,” which, to my thinking, sounds worse. Also, Filipinos here don’t seem bothered by the word and use it in context frequently.

    Er, what can I say? I totally forgot about that post, and my comment there clearly indicates that I got the message. I guess sometimes my inherent ignorance overwhelms common sense. In my defense, though, I’m not going for the “uh” context; in my mind, I’m making the ur sound as a pause after one of my bad puns. Anyway, I’ve re-read your post and am now re-educated. Hopefully, I will avoid this particular sin in the future.

    Jesus, I can’t believe I unfurled that misused word. I guess it doesn’t matter what you have in your pocket if your head is empty. Weird how that happens, though; despite all evidence to the contrary, I know better.

  3. the term flip is considered derogatory to Filipino people

    Wow. Okay.

    despite all evidence to the contrary, I know better

    Zey all say zat after being caught by zee Grammar Nazis.

  4. QUOTE
    One of the Philippines-related forums I engage with does not allow the word flip to be used. They have some algorithm that automatically changes “flip” to “Filipino.” So, if you write about the popular footwear “flip flops,” it becomes “Filipino flops,”

    That reminds me of a story about a Christian website that did something similar with the word “gay”. They would not allow that word to be used and it would “autocorrect” to something they deemed more acceptable. Anyway, there was a world call track athlete named Tyson Gay. Anytime a news story would appear with his name, it would automatically be changed from Tyson Gay to something like Tyson Homosexual. LOL

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