I was too busy eating I failed to take a single photo of the gastronomic side of our Narai holiday. Rick took these shots that now leave me drooling.
While I sat in one long table near the lovely buffet spread, Rick took time to visit and stay longer in the open-air kitchen and barbecue pit. His son Enzo even checked some dishes stewing in big pots and woks.
Fresh seafood. Diwal (angel-wing clams?), oysters, scallops, crabs, tanigue, dapa, prawns, squid. Ilonggo specialities like pancit molo, chicken inasal, kadios and Ann’s takes on kilawing puso ng saging, tocino, ensalada with avocado or lato (sea grapes), pork bbq and even the simplest sweet & sour fish.
Every meal was delightful. NARAI IS ONE BIG FOOD TRIP. It would not be complete nor fair to leave without chronicling our food adventure here. My one huge dilemna is how to manage NOT to miss all that’s served on the table. Soups were always good. After the first meal, we resorted to sharing soups lest we don’t “graduate” through Anne’s buffet spread!
Sleep. Eat. Swim. Drink. Repeat. T’was an “OINK-Y” weekend. Except that oinkers don’t play cards and imbibe spirits. Though beds are modest, narrow and lined like an army camp, we appreciated how clean, white and fresh-smelling the linens and towels were. And very clean bathrooms too! But I digress. Back to the yummy food. The delicious spread left us burping while NOT missing the desserts and snacks of sugar-coated bananas, sweet potatoes (camote), turon, fried suman or suman sa latik, sapin-sapin, ensaimada. I was surprised I could do justice to a full meal even after a couple of star apples (caimito) and pomelos (suha) for starters.
It would be a sin to rush through these sybaritic breaks. We were like spoiled little children waiting for Mama to come out of the kitchen to feed and pamper us. No one complained of staying too long on dining benches without resting their backs. Nor of making too many “up and go” trips to fill and refill plates. Our epicurean side got the better of us. And you haven’t even heard what conversation topics dominated our table fare. 😭
The worst that can happen to anyone here is filling up too early before Ann’s kitchen magic stops. Fork and spoons ready till the last casserole or food tray is laid on the buffet table. Nothing elaborate. Just good home cooking! The gourmands are happy.
And the same holiday makers trooped home at least 2 kilos heavier, promising Anne it would be awhile till we get back. Not soon enough. Perhaps till the next cooler, breezier season comes around. Thank you Ann. Thanks to Mario and Joel too. Ka nami! Burp.