Hermanos

A rainy Friday night, month end coming up.  Everyone was everywhere, and the streets seemed to be littered with endless streaks of open umbrellas.  It was a long drive home for me, from Pasig winding through to Makati and swerving back into Greenhills, and before Vicky and I picked up Monique in North East Greenhills, a good three and a half hours had passed.  The sight of Monique's omniscient smile, however, made the troubles lift off my shoulders, and we persisted through the Ortigas Avenue traffic to get to Granada in New Manila.  The Hermanos Taco Shop is located right on the compound of the Petron gas station, and if you don't keep your eyes peeled, you just might miss the signboard. 

The food is clearly different from other Filipinized Mexican restos, and both Vicky and Monique were able to finish off their respective shares in just about twenty minutes.  Talk about famished, I finished my stuff way before they did!  The sirloin burrito came in jam-packed with meaty flavors, and the taco rolls were crunchy, just right to the bite.  In addition we had quesadilla, lengua on rice, and horchata (sweet cinnamon flavored milk).  I understand the owner is Mexican married to a Filipina, and that probably explains the simple but great tasting timpla.  We wound up with an average check of P450 per head, including drinks.  Viva Mexico!