Posts Tagged ‘Cafe by the Ruins’

I have heard so many good things about Cafe by the Ruins from friends and other bloggers. This made me even more excited to try it out. So excited that I didn’t even care if I was going to dine there alone on my solo trip to Baguio.

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Right after getting off the bus, I immediately hailed a cab and asked to be dropped off at Cafe by the Ruins. It wasn’t too long til I was seated at a table and perusing their quite extensive menu.

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I didn’t get to roam around the restaurant because I was quite hesitant to leave my things unattended. But this is the view from where I was seated. Most of the tables near the kitchen were filled, mostly by families. While I sat quietly in the distant, forever alone. LOL!

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I was quite hungry and really cold so I wanted to have something warm and filling and their Pinikpikan seemed like the perfect choice. Pinikpikan is a chicken soup used in rituals in the Cordillera region. I think the chicken is killed in a special way where they keep tapping (pikpik) it with some hard object until it dies (this sounds so morbid LOL). I heard this is also what turns the meat of the chicken to a dark color.

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It was served with a cup of red mountain rice which was a little too wet for my liking but I still ate it all up anyway because I was really hungry. The Pinikpikikan meal comes at Php320, a little pricey but most of the dishes in Cafe by the Ruins are around this price range.

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I decided to get the Strawberry Soda at Php120 for my drinks. It’s simply soda water mixed with strawberry syrup.

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I really enjoyed my first meal at Cafe by the Ruins and I vowed to go back to try their freshly baked breads.

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A couple of weeks ago, I went on a solo trip to Baguio City. It was the first time that I travelled to an unfamiliar place alone and it was refreshing – I would love to do it again in the future. I would just like to share with you my thoughts which I scribbled on a napkin while having my lunch at a quaint cafe in the chilly city.

Many people are afraid to be alone. But not me. I love solidarity. I love the peace it usually brings. I am not afraid to be left alone with my thoughts.

Being alone means you can be yourself. You could order anything you want from a menu and not worry about how it would keep up to everyone’s differing tastes and expectations. Anyway, EVERYONE is only YOU.

You could eat as little (without the risk of appearing too prissy or timid or anything) or as much (without people judging how much of a pig you are) as you want.

Being alone brings a new sense of courage. Be not afraid of your decisions because you are not deciding for anyone else but you. You can take the risks, get lost in the crowd, or take the wrong turn. No one else will scold and scoff at you for the wrong decisions.

When you are alone, take time to evaluate how you feel about it. Because really, if you cannot be alone with yourself for a little while, how else could you expect someone else to be with you for the rest of their lives?

01/21/2012 || 01:00pm || Cafe by the Ruins || Baguio City