Mr. Ramyun, without the ramyeon.

It’s been a while since I last wrote a food blog, so let’s do away with the celebrity gossip for now and post something to make you all hungry. :evil: You’ve been warned!

Last week, I ‘discovered’ through my colleagues’ Facebook posts that a Korean fastfood joint has opened in Malolos, Bulacan, near our Provincial office. I don’t know exactly when it opened, but it sucked that I wasn’t aware of this when I visited the Provincial office last Tuesday. I had to make a special trip specifically just to try this out. Fortunately, my friends Rizza and Jen are both available last Friday and joined me for this meal.

The name of the Korean restaurant/grocery is Mr. Ramyun. Apparently, it’s a franchise that seemed to have originated in Angeles City, Pampanga (one of the first established Korean communities in the Philippines) although I could be wrong because I’m just basing it on the fact that it is listed first on their flyers. :razz: For all we know, it originated in Baguio City since there are more branches there than anywhere else. It also has branches in Manila, Quezon City, and Antipolo.
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Crisis, #2.

On Day 3, we attended Holy Mass at the Catholic Church in Hyehwa-dong. It’s a Filipino Mass, so naturally the attendees are all Filipino (I think).

Here’s the thing: In the Philippines, we are always cautioned to be mindful of our belongings all the time. Even in Church, if you just leave your stuff unattended, someone else will take it. :nono: I know it’s an ugly thing but it’s the reality that we must accept.

I had a real crisis attending Mass in Korea. That crisis being, should I just leave my bag on my seat or not? You see, when we entered the Church, me and my friends had to separate because the seats are mostly taken and there’s no room for six people to be seated together in one pew. I sat in the company of total strangers. When I sat down, I was clutching my bag on my lap when I noticed that my seatmates were not holding theirs. Either it’s on the floor or placed on top of the still-tucked kneelers (thank you, Wikipedia, for the term). I’m not comfortable seeing this because we’re all Pinoys and we’re not used to just leaving our stuff alone. But just to be “in”, so to speak, I placed my bag on the floor in front of me. During Consecration, we had to kneel so we had to put the kneelers down. The pews are lined up close to each other so the space was so cramped and there’s no room for bags on the floor. I saw my seatmates placing their bags at their seats behind them. :err: In the Philippines, that is a definite no-no unless you wanted to part with your bag in the first place. I made do with placing my bag in between my chest and the pew in front of me, which made breathing a bit difficult but it’s just for a couple of minutes so I tried to endure it.

The real crisis came during Communion. I observed that nobody was carrying anything as they approached the priest or the lay minister to accept the Host. Which means, I have to leave my bag on my seat as I line up to take my Communion. :nailbite: I could carry it, but that would be like, having a big, blazing sign that says, “NEWBIE” on my forehead. It didn’t help that my bag was big, and the color is red. I’ll definitely be a center of attention (yes, I know I shouldn’t care and I know that they shouldn’t care, neither, but we’re Pinoy and Pinoys are both always self-conscious and always mindful of someone else’s business). I was not concerned about the money nor my gadgets; I was concerned that my passport is in my bag, and if I lose my bag, that means I lose all my papers, as well. Call it paranoia, but if you’re living in this country, you would understand my predicament.

Thankfully, one lay minister stood on the other end of our pew so I waited until the line was short before I stood up to take my Communion, with an urgent prayer asking the Lord to please watch my bag while I was away for about 5 seconds. :hihihi: It’s funny when I think about it now, but I was really having a huge crisis when it was happening.

Moral of the story: next time I go to Church in Korea, either I sit with my friends, or I don’t carry anything conspicuous. Or, I attend Mass with non-Pinoys. (Just kidding on the last part.)

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For those who may want to attend the 1:30pm Filipino Sunday Mass in Hyehwa-dong, here’s how to go there:

1. Take subway Line 4 (light blue) and get off at Hyehywa station, exit 1. Go straight until you reach the Church.

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2. Take our option, which is subway Line 4 and get off at Hansung University station (the next stop from Hyehwa). Go out at Exit 4 and walk straight until you reach the Church. You will enter via the rear gate.

The walking distance is nearly the same, except that if you go out at Hyehwa station, you will have to pass by the Filipino market. On one hand, walking will be a breeze from Hansung University station because it’s not crowded. On the other hand, there are so many interesting things to see while passing through the Filipino market, such as seeing so many Filipino goods that we take for granted here in our country only to find that they cost so much in Korea:



For example: one can of sardines in tomato sauce (Ligo, 555, Mega) would set you back 4000 won (php160). I heard someone buying a small piece of raw papaya for chicken tinola, and the selling price was 8000 won (php320). :eek: I remember the first time I went to Korea way back in 2006, half a pound of kamote (sweet potato) cost 5000 won (about php250 at the time), and one whole watermelon is 90,000won (about php4,500). No wonder Rain and his crew are always salivating over watermelons. I saw a lot of stalls peddling boxed Tropicana buko (coconut) juice. I should’ve asked for the price, just to confirm that coconut and coconut products are suuuuuper-expensive in Korea.

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It is in Hyehwa where we had a chance to sample what seems to be the latest craze in Korea’s street food stalls: spicy chicken BBQ. :thumbup:

Spicy chicken BBQ is our new odeng. :drool2: At 3500 won (php140) it seems to be a bit steep (it could be cheaper in other stalls), but one of these plus rice (microwaveable rice is 1000 won or less in convenience stores) already makes for a very satisfying meal. Too bad we only got to eat this once in our entire stay.

Crisis, # 1.

Exhausted from our trip to Yongin MBC Dramia, we arrived back in Seoul in time for dinner. Precious will be arriving in a few moments so we decided to just look for a place to eat somewhere near the apartment. Most of the food places in the vicinity are either fast food, bars or coffee shops and some of us were craving for hot soup. We were close to just buying cup noodles from the nearby Mini Stop when I spotted a larger GS25 in an alley corner. We decided to buy our cup noodles from there when lo and behold, that alley has more restaurants, with more food choices. :thumbup: One of which is a Chinese restaurant boasting of hand-pulled noodles for their jjamppong. The owner was in front, and he gestured us to come over. So we went over.

We took one look at the menu and chose the cheapest item: haemul jjamppong (spicy seafood noodle soup), which costs KRW7,000. We weren’t sure of the serving size nor if the restaurant allows sharing, so we ordered one for each of us. Well, except for Lou’s mom who can’t eat spicy food. Thankfully, the restaurant offers a non-spicy version.

First came the side dishes:

We barely touched this as it normally goes with jajjangmyeon

The kimchi was a lil’ bit too spicy but tasted great!

And then came the food. All six huge-ass bowls of them. :whoa:

This is the spicy version:

And this one is the non-spicy version for Lou’s mom:

Just to illustrate how big the bowls were:

We were in for a real crisis: How the heck are we going to finish all that food??? :aargh: We were so hungry and all that, but the servings were good enough for 3-4 persons, not to mention that it contains hand-pulled noodles that tend to expand in the gut before they get digested.

Thankfully, the jjamppong tastes great. :drool2: It’s not as spicy as we dread them to be – either that, or we’re just so used to Shin-Ramyeon-levels of spicy, or maybe the cook adjusted the taste for us – and it went really well with the service cold barley tea.

It’s just that the servings were really too big for us. Despite the fact that we’re heavy eaters, we simply cannot finish them all. :hopeless: Lou’s mom, who is not as big an eater as the rest of us, barely finished a portion of her food. Thankfully, the restaurant allowed us to take her leftovers home.

You might think: wow, KRW7,000 per head for one meal! That’s too expensive! Well, we thought that way at first. But later on, particularly after seeing the huge bowl and what’s on it, we figured that it’s not only not expensive, it’s actually dirt cheap. KRW7,000 is equal to 280.00 in Philippine money. You will never find a restaurant in our country that will serve you a huge bowl of hand-pulled noodle soup with one and a half soft-shell crabs, three big prawns and an abundant amount of mussels, octopus, squid, scallops and clams for php280.00. :eek:

Food discovery: Tokyo Tee.

My (former) staff at our field office in the City of San Jose del Monte, Bulacan has informed me earlier this week of a new eating place near the City Hall. They said it was an authentic Japanese eatery – their definition of authentic being, “the cook is Japanese” – and they were raving about the taste of the food. Naturally, I had to try it. Unfortunately, I’m only scheduled to report at the CSJDM office on Tuesdays and Thursdays and since it was a holiday last Tuesday, I only got to sample it today.

The name of the eatery is “Tokyo Tee“. It’s a simple hole-in-the-wall resto; no ambiance to speak of, and the only thing that told me that it’s authentic Japanese – aside from the Japanese cook who was making fresh noodles as we entered; yes, you read that right, FRESH noodles – were the food items and condiments lined up at the kitchen area. All of them, including the salt, mayonnaise and the beer (Asahi) were Japanese brands. I even saw a couple of bottles of sake. Oh wait, there’s a non-Japanese brand: Del Monte tomato ketchup. :hihihi: I was pleasantly surprised, because I never expected to see authentic Japanese cuisine in that city. Even if it’s close to Metro Manila, the city center itself isn’t very progressive. Most of the known restaurants and fast food places can be found in other areas of the city.

Since it’s my first time to try this place, I decided to sample the ones that my former staff recommended:

The waitress said one order is good for only one, but it’s too much even for me who’s a heavy eater. My only comment on this is that it’s not as sticky as it should be, but taste-wise, it’s good. I love that all the food that I’ve tried on this eatery is neither bland nor salty; the balance of the flavor is just enough.

One of my companions ordered this and let me sample it. Paired with cabbage slices that could rival that of a getting-popular Katsu place here in our country, the tori katsu is quite filling. However, I found it to be a tad bit overcooked because I like my fried chicken to be soft and juicy. This one’s crispy like chicharon (which is good, too, except that I did not order for chicharon). Side note: I love that they didn’t sacrifice quality over cost and used Japanese mayo as dressing which is like, double the price of regular mayonnaise.

This was one of the items that my staff were raving about. And thankfully, it did not disappoint. :drool2: It’s so NOT like the usual gyoza that are served in most Japanese restaurants here, especially the ‘fast food’ variety. For one thing, Tokyo Tee’s gyoza is not as oily as the others. The accompanying sauce doesn’t have the “umay” after-taste that makes one feeling nauseated after eating. It’s a good thing that we had two orders, otherwise I’d be fighting with my companions over this.

This one’s the highly recommended item on the menu by my staff. At first, they warned me that I might find the sauce too sweet for my taste (they know that I hate sweet food unless it’s dessert), but they swore that it’s really good. Naturally, I ordered this one for myself. Well, what I can say: If you’re expecting something out of Jollibee, you’re at the wrong restaurant. THIS is burger steak. :thumbup: The patty is about as big as a regular hamburger patty from the friendly neighborhood burger joint, but so much thicker. However, it’s not beef; according to the Japanese cook (who’s also the owner, I think), beef would be too expensive so he uses lean pork instead. Honestly, even if I knew right away that it’s pork, I didn’t mind at all. The patty is hearty, juicy, and has very little to no fat at all. This paired with rice (I think plain rice is P10.00/order) will fill you up until dinnertime. I didn’t need to have an afternoon snack today.

I’m not sure, but I think the owner/cook saw me taking pics of the food and making spot reviews, so we were surprised when the waitress brought us two large bowls of miso soup. She said her boss is asking us to try it. This is the one that made me say that the food is authentic Japanese. All local Japanese restos that I’ve been to here in this country has always served me miso soup that is wayyyy too salty. However, I had the pleasure of sampling the real thing at a couple of Japanese households: the first was when my friend Atsushi from the bandstalker era invited us to his parents’ home. His mom served us miso soup along with a stew that has broth and we were like, “um, we already have soup (referring to the broth from the stew)” and she was like, “that’s not soup! This is soup.” Her miso soup is clear and not salty at all. The second one was at Hiroko’s house when she was still living in the Philippines. Her miso soup is the same as Atsushi’s mom’s version. This one from Tokyo Tee is along those lines, except that instead of kelp, he used half a crablet to have that seafood flavor. Maybe because crablet is cheaper than kelp.

All in all, I paid P285.00 for a meal for three persons, and we were all clutching our stomachs from eating too much. :stretcher: Not bad for Japanese food, right? We didn’t order drinks, though, because they serve ice-cold water, anyway. My slightly negative comment is that the service is a bit slow, but that’s because all orders are cooked on-the-spot, and the Japanese is the only one cooking. I’ll just make sure never to eat there when I’m pressed for time. I will definitely come back, and next time I will try their noodle dishes because I am enticed at the fact that the noodles are FRESHLY MADE.

Milk tea, without spending so much.

The current food craze in the Philippines today – aside from that ice cream brand which I now hate just because practically every Pinoy on the internet claims to have been so addicted to it… at P60/piece? Really??? :kilay: (yes, bitter ako sa maraming pambili ng mamahaling pinipig crunch) – is milk tea. Nope, not the plain milk tea from Hong Kong nor teh tarik from Malaysia, et al., but the “luxury milk tea” that’s being offered by stores like Serenitea, Gong Cha, ChaTime, etc etc. I say “luxury” because a cup of these milk teas cost the same as Starbucks coffee. But why spend a ton for milk tea when you can actually get your milk tea fix without costing you so much? Actually, you can just do it the way the Brits do it: get a tea bag, brew it in hot water, put some milk on it and voila! Milk tea!

However, those who are suckers for luxury milk tea are probably saying, “that kind of milk tea doesn’t have flavoring or pearls”, which actually are the ones that make it so expensive (aside from the brand).

Na-ah.

Last Saturday at the Voltes O-nite, Charity demonstrated to us how we can have our milk tea fix without spending more than a hundred bucks per cup. She even made it more special: she prepared wintermelon milk tea.

Here’s how to do it:

1. Get some sweetened wintermelon (aka. minatamis na kundol – lintek pa wintermelon-wintermelon pa, kundol lang yan noh) and place them on a blender. Charity said there’s sweetened wintermelon in blocks that are available in the market, but for this particular instance, we used my Mom’s own minatamis na kundol.

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2. Brew about 4 bags of black tea. “Brewing” simply means boiling them in water for a few minutes. According to Mr. Google, the proportion is 1 cup of water per tea bag, brewed for 3-5 minutes.

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Let it cool down a bit after brewing.

3. Pour some tea on the blender and blend it together with the wintermelon.

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4. Once the wintermelon has been ground to a pulp, pour sweetened condensed milk to taste and some ice. Blend them together.

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5. Strain the wintermelon pulp off, pour the concoction on a glass, and voila! Cheap wintermelon milk tea! :drool2:

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If you want it with pearls, you can always add sago which is also widely available in the market.

I’ve only tasted luxury wintermelon milk tea once prior to this but Lou is a regular of those tea shops. We both swear, those expensive ones and this one from ChaCha ( :lol: ) taste the same. :thumbup: Charity made the extra black tea into Assam milk tea (same procedure without the wintermelon), and it’s so good, too!

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So there. Why spend so much when you can make milk tea at a cheaper price? Unless you’re lazy and/or have the money to burn… or does not have a blender…