What’s your comfort food?
Personally, I have many. And while I usually choose them based on the time of day, it doesn’t always follow that rule. There are nights when I would have a hankering for spicy beef tapa, sweet chicken tocino, sunny side-up egg with a golden and unbroken yolk, all on a warm bed of sinangag that is light on the garlic and onions with hot chocolate on the side. I sometimes want breakfast food for dinner.
As for Kelvin, he loves Italian food. So after seeing Heneral Luna, I pointed him to Ristorante Bigoli. I didn’t have to sell it hard to him: just the mere mention of pasta is enough to pique his interest.
It was taking a while for the doctor to make up his mind so I went ahead to order for myself. When I came back, I brought with me Spaghetti Bolognese and a couple of garlic sticks. He saw the bread being given out to almost every table so I confirmed to him that, yes, the bread is unlimited and free.
Slipped back out to fill my glass with juice and came back with a shaker filled with cheese. Usually, these shakers are available at the counter; if ever they aren’t, one could ask for a small bowl of extra cheese.
The doctor seemed to love his meal of pizza and pasta. Kelvin finished it much faster than I did mine! That gave us more time to discuss the things we saw in the movie.
Guess some 15 minutes passed when the last item finally arrived: the Ultimate Beef Stromboli. I offered some to Kelvin and he immediately loved it. The rolled piece reminded him of pizza sans the cheese.
For the record, that is my default order at Bigoli: Spaghetti Bolognese, Ultimate Beef Stromboli, a slice of Turtle Cheesecake (which they did not have yesterday), and bottomless drinks of whatever I felt like having.
Why is that?
If science is right, I have come to associate those particular pieces with times I was in the same restaurant—just with different people for different occasions. The pasta for an eat-all-you-can contest; stromboli with the guys; drinks with the girls; and dessert with the best friend.
Frankly, I could eat just about anywhere. But I feel awkward when I dine alone, specially when it’s at fast food restaurants. At casual dining places? Not so much. But Bigoli’s is one of the few places where I have not felt alone even though I was.
Although Kelvin was my sole company there, it didn’t seem like it to me. I could remember and see other friends there with me. That is how the restaurant and its food comfort me.
Fourth Floor, Trinoma Mall, North Triangle, Quezon City