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All Affordable @ Everything @ Steak

Friday, June 27th, 2008

The first visit didn’t enthrall Bubba at all.  It didn’t move mountains for me but I liked it.  For the price, I couldn’t complain at all.  Besides, there’s something about the place that attracts me to it.  The fact that it is located in the same lot as a gas station bewilders me.  Not to mention frightens me.

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I haven’t been feeling well the whole week.  I feel heavy and “short for Constitutional Law” + “pate in paste tense”.   Hmm… I don’t think I’d share so much about that since this is more of a food blog.  I haven’t been to the gym for so many weeks now.  I’m getting bored.  I should take up a new sport.

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On the Table 

Pizza Skins PHP 95

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Ribeye Steak PHP 150

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T-Bone Steak PHP 140

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Big Mouth Burger PHP 140

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Bubba and I both had a satisfying dinner at Everything @ Steak. 

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I cannot wait for the following weeks to roll out.  I have no free weekends until end of August.  But I cannot complain because I feel like lately I’m stuck in a rut.  Is it writer’s block?  I don’t know.  I’m not even a writer.  But there is a block I’m feeling indeed.  I hope that the trips included in my schedule can jiggy up the lackluster interval. 

I haven’t been feeling inspired lately.  It might have something to do with the gloomy weather.   It definitely has a lot to do with the Sulpicio tragedy and all of those that were affected in the provinces.  How can you appease grieving hearts?  Watching the news nowadays brings tears to my eyes.  I feel considerably for those who have lost their loved ones –some of them lost an entire family.  It has only been a little over a month since my grand dad died.  I’ve been meaning to write about it but never gotten around to.  Block.  I’ve been blocking the thought.  The memory.  The feeling. 

Seeing all those people on TV whose faces are stricken with worry, sorrow and anguish, it revived the feeling of losing my angkong.  GRIEF.  How do you even begin to describe it? 

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I know I didn’t start this entry with this topic.  I just blah-ed my way to it, thinking out loud.  More appropriately, writing out loud.  Or is that thinking out writing?   Let me end abruptly. 

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