Thursday, June 28, 2018

Friuli Trattoria, an old haunt

Manong and I were in Quezon City last night and, while waiting for the traffic to die down, we had dinner at Friuli Trattoria, an old restaurant along Maginhawa Street. (By "old," I mean it was in existence during the years 2004 to 2009). The food tasted the same. During college, eating at places like this was a luxury, reserved for special occasions, with probinsyano friends from the dorm who had enough saved weekly allowance to buy the barbecue chicken pizza, ravioli, and a glass of Coke. It still felt like a luxury last night, but the issue was not money but time. How often do I get out of my way to visit old haunts like this after a long day at the clinic? The familiar waiters, the karinderya feel, the noisy chatter of UP students with tattoos and earrings and thick-framed glasses—I felt quite at ease. How far the Lord has brought me and my brother—and my probinsyano friends! I look at my life and see His hand designing the tapestry of my history and future.

Friuli Pizza at Maginhawa Street

Friuli Pizza at Maginhawa Street

Friuli Pizza at Maginhawa Street



Anonymous Friuli Trattoria said...

Thanks for the visit! Do you mind if we share your blog and photos to our Facebook page?

Fri Jul 06, 09:03:00 PM GMT+8  
Blogger Lance said...

Not at all. Go ahead.

Fri Sep 28, 08:39:00 PM GMT+8  

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