Tonight, we spent the entire evening -- on a Friday night when the world's most powerful storm was supposed to pass close to Manila -- having a delicious and enjoyable long dinner at Cru, the steakhouse of the Marriott Hotel.
This dinner had been planned a long time ago.
Then news of the storm appeared, making the four of us wonder earlier today whether we should cancel dinner or not.
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CHATEAU PALMER FOR DINNER
The guys had prepared some very nice wines, so they were against canceling.
Meanwhile we girls were positively psyched for an excellent steak dinner.
I had had a salad and roast chicken for lunch, thinking about Cru's Imperial Wagyu for dinner; while my friend T had actually skipped lunch.
PLANS PUSH THROUGH AFTER ALL
So in the end we made our way to Cru.
The streets were calm and there was actually no traffic, so it was less than ten minutes from our part of town to the Marriott Hotel.
A FULL HOUSE
Cru was packed tonight, by the way, so it seems lots of other people had not canceled their Friday night plans either.
We started the evening by opening the wines.
My friend A had brought an excellent red to enjoy with very good steaks: Chateau Palmer's Alter Ego, 2003.
THE BEST STEAK IN THE CITY
To enjoy the wine fully, we ordered the Imperial wagyu tenderloin, which was incredibly tender.
When I tasted it, I couldn't help saying: "This is the best steak I've had in Manila in a long time."
It truly was.
We also ordered the Angus prime rib tenderloin, and this was very juicy and tasty.
My friend T said she liked this even more than the wagyu. I know what she means. Wagyu is very tender, but US beef is certainly more flavorful.
Both types of steak were so good, however, that I didn't need any sauce as accompaniment.
FUN WITH THE SIDINGS
Of course, we had our steaks with a whole phalanx of sidings, as the sidings at Cru are all very good.
We'd ordered the truffle risotto, creamed spinach, steamed asparagus, portobello mushrooms, and mashed potatoes.
A WONDERFUL EVENING
When we finally left Cru, it was close to midnight and we had talked about everything under the sun and even planned a trip to France for next year.
And when we got out of the Marriott, there was no sign of a typhoon either.
The streets were dry and people were happily walking around as if it was just another Friday night in a never-ending, and never-endingly eventful Travelife.