When in Manila –
By Raïssa Robles
One of the few pleasures in Manila is eating out. So whenever my family gathers together, we carefully pick out a restaurant to enjoy. We pick it for the cuisine and the ambience that make dining a gastronomic delight.
When my mother-in-law turned 85 early last month, we recommended to her several restaurants. One of them was Wooden Spoon along Katipunan Avenue, Quezon City (across Ateneo de Manila University). It’s owned by Sandy Daza, son of known cookbook author Nora Daza (whom I’ve actually interviewed).
Wooden Spoon was one of the lousiest restaurant experiences we had.
I posted a complaint to Sandy Daza on my Facebook wall and on his Facebook wall, hoping it would get to him. I thought I’d keep the post on Facebook for a couple of weeks until Sandy Daza reacted.
He never did. Instead, his relative Bong Daza reacted. Bong Daza claimed Sandy Daza “spoke” to me – which he didn’t. Neither has Sandy Daza e-mailed me on my gmail account or direct messaged me on the social networking sites Facebook and Twitter. Or sent me a text message on my mobile.
I thought I would let it go at that, except that I was very much bothered by what Bong Daza wrote as he “apologized” on behalf of Sandy Daza. Bong Daza said:
“i guess you can’t please everyone.. tant pis!”
Now, with the little French I know, the colloquial phrase “tant pis!” (roughly pronounced tohpi) is not a very nice word, especially if you are telling it to a customer with a complaint about the service.
“Tant pis” with an exclamation point would roughly translate into English as –
“so much the worse for you!”
“tough luck!”
“tough shit!”The policy is not good but we are are not going to change the policy.
I have posted a reaction to this so-called “apology” for Sandy Daza and Bong Daza at the end of this piece.
Meanwhile, knowing I have given Wooden Spoon owner Sandy Daza enough time to react, I would now like to share with the readers my complaint about Wooden Spoon.
Because what should have been a memorable 85th birthday for my mother-in-law turned out to be a highly irritating one at Wooden Spoon.
You see, a food blog, appetite.ph, said to come early to make sure to get a table. Another food blog, ourawesomeplanet.com, recommended getting a table near the window since the kitchen staff could be noisy.
I had tried making a reservation the day before and was told Wooden Spoon accepts NO RESERVATIONS.
I wanted a table by the window on the second floor since we were a party of five. And so we came early – a little past 11 am..
When we got to the second floor, ALL the tables near the winding stairs were filled up EXCEPT ONE that was in an alcove. I could understand why that one in the alcove was not occupied. It was darker than the rest of the room. And it was warmer than the rest of the air-conditioned room because it was in an alcove and not reached by the air conditioner.
I told the waiter that my mother-in-law had traveled all the way from Las Piñas just to celebrate her 85th birthday in the restaurant of Sandy Daza. (My mother-in-law had good memories of Sandy Daza’s mother, Nora.) Could we have a table, please, by the window.
I did not say who I was. I did not say I was media. I merely said it was for an 85-year-old woman’s birthday celebration.
You see, the second floor landing of Wooden Spoon opens up into a larger, brighter room with big picture windows overlooking Katipunan Avenue. It was where my hubby and I recently had a very pleasant lunch that stretched to mid-afternoon with psychologist-writer Margarita Holmes, her husband Jeremy Baer, and another writer, Gemma Luz Corotan-Kolb.
That pleasant memory had stayed with me and I wanted to replicate that while celebrating my mother-in-law’s 85th birthday. We had given her a choice of restaurants in Makati, SM Southmall and Quezon City. She had chosen Wooden Spoon because of Nora Daza.
But the waiter wouldn’t budge. He said that part of the room was closed.
Not wanting to spoil the celebration, I didn’t anymore argue. I left it that. I was under the impression that the room was closed that Sunday. Our group was occupying the last empty table in that portion of the room by the stairs on the second floor.
While waiting for the dishes to arrive at our table, my irritation grew as I saw customers who came in later than we did get the best seats in the restaurant – the ones by the big windows. The one that we were about to go to when the waiter blocked our path and told us that part of the room was closed.
I would like to add that even when the tables in our part of the room were emptied of customers as the diners there ate and left, the new arriving customers were still ushered to that part of the room where we had been barred from going to earlier.
I would also like to add that in the only previous time that my hubby and I ate at Wooden Spoon, the waiter had approached our group uninvited and asked us if we wanted to move to a newly-vacated table beside the window. Which we did. This was even though our group was already occupying another table. This memory of previous solicitousness only made me more irritable.
Finally, close to the end of the meal I decided to tell the manager. Her name was Rose. She told me it was the policy of Sandy Daza to first fill in all the seats near the stairs on the second floor before opening up the rest of the room near the big windows to customers.
I told her the policy SUCKED.
I told her I was pissed off because my mother-in-law had come all the way from Las Piñas to eat in Wooden Spoon and I wanted her to have a good table in order to enjoy the meal. I told her I had given in to what the waiter offered as our table, but I became pissed off because they soon started sitting customers where I had wanted my mother-in-law to sit – by the big windows.
My mother-in-law later told me that it was indeed warm and somewhat dark where we were seated.
I can understand that Sandy Daza wants customers to occupy first the tables outside the area with the big windows. That way, he would not need to turn on the aircon near the big windows.
But here’s the thing.
The table we were given was the last one near the stairs. Customers who came immediately after us were then allowed to sit where I wanted my mother-in-law to sit.
Ironically, we had decided to come in early so that we could snag one of those tables by the big windows.
The tables near the big windows are the best tables in Wooden Spoon. Ordinarily, if you come early to a restaurant you get the pick of the best table especially if you are a large group and especially if the restaurant does not accept reservations.
But it seems, in hoity-toity places like Wooden Spoon, you don’t. As my mother-in-law told me afterward, the customer who comes in early there gets penalized for coming early. But those who come late are rewarded.
I told the manager Rose that their waiters are good. We had no problem with the waiters. Our problem was with the owner Sandy Daza and his policy.
Rose told me it was indeed Sandy Daza’s policy to fill the other tables first.
Rose was not at all apologetic about it. It’s the policy, she said.
And it dawned on me. Wooden Spoon is all business. No warmth, no welcoming spirit. So unlike the restaurants of Gene Gonzales and the late Larry Cruz.
So, instead of having dessert at Wooden Spoon, we looked for another eating place and found Mom & Tina.There, we could pick any table we wanted.
Before going home, my hubby and I decided to walk back to Rustan’s to look for Shitake mushrooms. So we happened to pass by Wooden Spoon. And I saw Vic Tirol (former Pinoy Times publisher ) emerging from Wooden Spoon, followed by his wife Lorna Kalaw-Tirol (noted writer and editor).
I told them about our unpleasant experience.
Lorna said she and Vic have never had problems eating at Wooden Spoon. And they enjoy eating there all the time.
Good for them.
As for me, I will always think of it as the restaurant that made my mother-in-law’s 85th birthday unpleasant.
Interesting how the resto could not even give an 85-year-old woman a break.
Below is Bong Daza’s apology on behalf of Sandy Daza:
But as Bong Daza replied to me by way of explaining Sandy Daza’s iron-clad policy on customer-sitting: “Tant pis!”
Touch shit. Tough luck.
And so my reply to Bong Daza and Sandy Daza is my take on an old French proverb –
Le loup mourra de faim dans sa peau.
The rough translation is – The wolf will die of hunger in his skin.
Wooden Spoon, Iron Heart – customers beware.
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[NOTE: I am still writing my assessment on the senatorial candidates so I thought I’d post this, meanwhile.]
Just to set the record straight – that it does not matter to me that the Daza family is pro-Marcos and their being pro-Marcos never came into the picture, here’s an article I wrote for Asiaweek magazine in August 1999, quoting Nora Daza, Sandy Daza’s mother –
Culinary expert stirs tempest in a teapot
It took a culinary expert to detect the bitter racial slur baked into a package of sweet chocolate-covered pretzel-shaped cookies. Filipino restaurateur Nora Daza said she had immediately felt “deeply offended” upon seeing cookies named “Filipinos” being sold on a counter at London’s Heathrow Airport four weeks ago.
To rub salt on her wounded dignity, the package described “Filipinos” as “brown outside, white inside”. True, she said, most Filipinos wished to be white. “But do we have to have our name, our identity as a people, relegated to that of a lowly pretzel?”
“At first I wasn’t going to make a fuss about it because I felt there were so many other things to do in life than to get excited about whether cookies were called Filipinos.” What egged her into action, though, was a segment she caught on CNN days later, where a man who was describing the interesting things he saw in Europe suddenly pulled out – you guessed it – the very same package of “Filipinos” cookies. ”That meant it was not only I who found it unusual,” Ms. Daza said. “That means, Nora,” she told herself, “you’re not exactly wrong to have been upset. It’s the reason I reacted” by confiding her find to friends in media who wrote about it and elicited outraged reactions from the public.
“Insulting,” President Joseph Estrada said.
Estrada’s classmate, Foreign Secretary Domingo Siazon, lost no time filing a formal protest with the Spanish Foreign Ministry and demanded of the Barcelona-based cookie maker, National Biscuits Corporation Iberia or Nabisco to stop using the name.
Not everyone was incensed. Columnist Max Soliven said that over two years ago in Spain, he once enjoyed sinking his teeth into this “truly seductive sweet loved by Spanish children and adults”. Senator Raul Roco argued, “if the cookies are sweet, so are we. What’s so wrong about that?”
Ms. Daza bristled at such statements. “When you appraise food, sweet is not always best. You have to see the color, taste, texture and the balance of all that,” she lectured.
What she objects to is the attached racial slur. “Long, long ago, I already heard in the US that we were referred to as Oreo cookies,” another product of Nabisco. She is particularly sensitive with such “racial connotations”, given the rise of racism in Europe, especially in France.
“In Europe, we are already noted for just being domestic helpers. I think we should not accept again being relegated to a pretzel.”
This is the second time in recent years that a word sparked a diplomatic protest. Earlier, Filipino lawmakers demanded that a Greek dictionary strike out the word “Filipineza” which was defined as a domestic helper. No sooner than Ms. Daza could say “Filipinos”, however, the Filipino ambassador to the United Arab Emirates quarreled with the Hotel Regent Palace in Dubai for naming its restaurant bar the “Banana Republic Filipino Club”. Ambassador Amable Aguiluz managed to have the first two words removed from the sign because he said it connoted “unstable, undeveloped and corrupt governments that are often ruled by a military dictatorship”. That being settled, Philippine Daily Inquirer columnist Michael Tan wrote Tuesday (August 31) that he found a book in London entitled “Real Sex”, which described a stag party game called Filipino Roulette: “It works like this: as you and your chums are sitting at the table, the hired female performer crawls underneath, and unzips everyone’s flies…while everybody else tries to guess who’s receiving it.” This game was probably invented by local brothels. “If we want the world’s perceptions of our country and our people to change, then let’s work harder to change that reality rather than trying to censor dictionaries or filing diplomatic protests over names of chocolate cookies,” Tan suggested. Or perhaps Congress could set up once and for all a separate department of racial slurs. – Raissa Espinosa-Robles
filipino_mom says
xxx i apologize for the 85 year old xxx
what??! he’s apologizing for raissa’s mom in law? why? he should apologize TO, not FOR.
i’ve had bac experiences like this one and needless to say, no second chances. EVER.
princessspito says
HOW MUCH MORE DESTRUCTION IS MS. ROBLES GOING TO CAUSE JUST BECAUSE HER EGO GOT THE BETTER OF HER. PRIDE IN ALL ITS FORMS I HAVE WITNESSED, WORKED IN THE MOST EXPENSIVE LUXE HOTELS AND THIS IS A FAUX PAX BLOWN OUT OF PROPORTION BY A BLOGGER WHO KNOWS BETTER THAN TO FLAUNT HER SENSE OF ENTITLEMENT. JUST GET OVER IT, EAT SOMEWHERE ELSE AND MOVE ON GIRL!
raissa says
Can you point me to the manual that says a blogger is barred from writing negative reviews.
I would love to read it.
baycas says
@raissa,
Just read this today…
Cha says
Too little, too late ?
baycas says
I don’t know.
But I believe @raissa posted her complaint to Wooden Spoon Facebook page on April 20, 2013.
Sandy Daza’s apology was dated April 19, 2013 if not logged in at Facebook; April 20, 2013 if logged in.
This statement of regret was even “misplaced” in a November 2012 comment thread (please follow the link given at #42). It’s kinda weird…a bug maybe?
princessspito says
NOPE, NEVER.. UNLESS ONE IS IN THE BASHING BULLYING MODE OF ATAVISM.
baycas says
1/6
I emailed @raissa some 2013 Wooden Spoon (WS) pictures taken by my friend. I don’t know if she’ll upload them in this blog.
Anyway, Anton Diaz of OAP (ourawesomeplanetdotcom) took his pictures of WS in September 2012, one of which is here:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/diaz/7994458562
baycas says
2/6
You will note in Anton’s pictures (another one at #23.1) that there is no passage to another room or section in the second floor of the WS beside the alcove (the recessed part of the room with the hanging lights) where @raissa’s party of five were seated on the fateful day.
This is because the opening or passageway leading to another section in the second floor of the WS was only created this year, announced in January as can be viewed here:
baycas says
princessspito says
pLEASE DO NOT ALLOW ANY MORE OF THIS TOXIC ENERGY TO SPREAD. I WOULD SUGGEST YOU TREAT YOUR CLIENTS IN THE MOST RESPECTFUL WAY, SET YOUR CORE VALUES AS TO BE SENSITIVE FOR EXCELLENT GUEST EXPERIENCE AND ALWAYS REMEMBER… YOU CANNOT PLEASE EVERYONE ALL THE TIME, ESPECIALLY FOLKS WHO CAN’T SEEM TO ESTABLISH BOUNDARIES.HER MOTHER IN LAW WOULD HAVE BEEN MORE AGGRESSIVE BUT ALL SHE COMMENTED WAS, IT WAS RATHER WARM. NOW, THAT IS NOBLE WISDOM. HOPE THE IN LAW CAN LEARN TO HUMBLE HERSELF INSTEAD OF TRYING SOOO HARD TO IMPRESS OTHERS. END OF STORY. NUFF SAID, AMEN AND GOOD BYE. ;-)
raissa says
princessspito says
Keep moving towards the direction of your aspirations. Though I do not know you personally, I feel that the Filipino “crab mentality” keeps most well meaning folks at the bottom of the crab basket. Shame on detractors who cannot seem to leave well enough alone. No agenda here, but I smell a “rat” somehow. Just saying.
baycas says
3/6
Thus, the second floor was expanded (“extended” according to the owner) to include the second floor of the unit occupied by the establishment on the left of WS, if you’re outside on the sidewalk facing WS.
Here is a picture as advanced by @Rene-Ipil at #28:
http://selwynuy.files.wordpress.com/2013/03/woodenspoon.jpg?w=1092
Selwyn Uy captured the façade of the WS at night. The two big glass windows on the second floor are the only windows through which you can get a view of Katipunan Ave. when inside WS.
Behind the tarpaulin (of Sandy Daza holding the spoon) in between the windows is where the alcove is located. Sandwiched by the big glass windows, the alcove with a gloomy past for @raissa was “figuratively” covered by the WS owner in Selwyn’s picture.
Wooden Spoon’s entire second floor, in effect, houses the kitchen and a bigger dining area (an original one with an extension)…and an additional restroom to boot at the expansion.
baycas says
4/6
The alcove where @raissa’s group sat is a bit cramp for them considering that the table is best for four persons. The newly created expansion contains a long table for six, three small tables for two, and another long table for 4-6 pax.
Aside from the pictures I emailed @raissa, here is another picture of the second floor expansion with neat two mirror walls obliquely oriented to reflect a nice view of the “third” dining room:
baycas says
Actually, 6 small tables and a long table are in the extension dining area.
baycas says
5/6
Incidentally, when my family recently ate at WS we were seated at the area of the dining room extension seen in the foreground of the picture linked immediately above. We were there days after its First Anniversary. We had a pleasant dining experience then despite a 30-minute wait for seats.
Two of our friends (already seated at different tables at the ground floor) were even kind of apologetic because the missus stood up for a long time waiting for our group to be seated while I, with the kids, scouted for a parking place near the resto.
baycas says
6/6
We still plan to go back to Sandy Daza’s Katipunan Ave. joint…
A place for Pinoy comfort food at a very affordable price: that’s Wooden Spoon.
Perhaps, we may also try its Rockwell Power Plant, Makati branch when it opens.
pinay710 says
raissa at sa kanyang byenan MALIGAYANG ARAW NG MGA INAY! at sa mga CPMers na INA NG TAHANAN, MALIGAYANG ARAW PO SA INYO!
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY TO ALL MOTHERS!
Ving C. says
Thanks for the heads up, Raissa. Now I know where we will NOT go to celebrate tdoay’s Mother’s Day, or any other special occasion for that matter.
Cha says
Happy Mothers Day to you and your mother-in-law Raissa. Please don’t take her to Wooden Spoon today! Parang awa mo na :)
Mel says
Perhaps, the Dept. of Health needs to send health and safety officers to check the place’s sanitation and licence compliance to DOH’s rules and regulations (for eatery or resto), and local ordinances.
LIKE, How often do they boil, wash or sterilized (err polish) their wooden spoon(s)?
heh, he, hee
Cha says
Hi Mel,
Wala tayong Wooden Spoon na mapupuntahan dito, otherwise would’ve asked you to come check out the place. I know a place called Red Spoon. Baka naman mapagkamalan tayong NPA :)
Mel says
g’day @Cha
wooden spoon, sounds exotic for welshmen (NSW).
you may not have come to know it yet, but ‘Cha Time’ sprouted in some suburbs and cooling spots in and around sydney during summer.
pinoy resto? there used to be one good ‘fiesta’ resto along church st at parra many years ago. sa blacktown across the train stn, philipines takeaway atbp, okay din. turo turo eat in or takeaway. sa city, hunter connection food court across wynyard stn, but close na ata.
red spoon? baka naman puti ang proprietor. the closest to pinoys are the thais. so many of them, like indian cuisine. pinoy food hasn’t peaked up in oz.
picnic barbie na lang. someday. sa bobbin head kuringgai nat’l park o bicentennial park sa homebush, good areas.
Ta! see uz later
Cha says
Sounds good! Let’s talk when @freebird lands this way again :)
baycas says
If there’s going to be change, perhaps start with the spoon…
http://www.chefcentral.com/product_images/l/733/heart_spoon__54040__85319_zoom.jpg
Made with love.
leona says
…spoon penis and waiter juk
A man entered a restaurant and sat at the only open table. As he sat down, he knocked the spoon off the table with his elbow. A nearby waiter reached into his shirt pocket, pulled out a clean spoon, and set it on the table. The diner was impressed. “Do all the waiters here carry spoons in their pockets?”
The waiter replied, “Yes. Ever since an Efficiency Expert visited our restaurant… He determined that 17.8% of our diners knock the spoon off the table. By carrying clean spoons with us, we save trips to the kitchen.”
The diner ate his meal. As he was paying the waiter, he commented, “Forgive the intrusion, but do you know that you have a string hanging from your fly?”
The waiter replied, “Yes, we all do. Seems that the same Efficiency Expert determined that we spend to much time washing our hands after using the men’s room. So, the other end of that string is tied to my penis. When I need to go, I simply pull the string, do my thing, and then return to work. Having never touched myself, there really is no need to wash my hands. Saves a lot of time.”
“Wait a minute,” said the diner, “how do you get your penis back in your pants?”
“Well, I don’t know about the other guys, but I use the spoon.”
…spon yah!
baycas says
In a restaurant, always befriend the waiter.
Hindi mo alam kung saan galing ang tubig na hiningi mo…
moonie says
I think, magkakamay na lang ako at higop soup from bowl . who knows where those spoons have been.
badmarga says
that is why bong daza never made it to become mayor of makati.
AngLagay says
Off topic, Raissa. When I first open your blog today, I encounter a messages: “ERROR ESTABLISHING DATA CONNECTION” I though… I’m kick out to your restaurant. lol
Finally, after several trial, I manage to get in.
raissa says
Thanks for trying again and again.
Sometimes, there are many log-in attempts to my database.
rallie f. cruz says
For the one who tried window shopping in Paris where he said that no sales person is paying attention, I think I am more comfortable with that because I honestly am annoyed by someone who keeps following me around as if I am going to steal something.
Of course, anytime you take out your bundle of money, most salesperson would normally think you have found something to buy that is why you will have the attention.
Paris is a tourists shoppers hub and sales people may have been used to seeing window shoppers without intending of buying at once or at all.
Some years ago in the Philippines, I have some old friends from Ilocos Norte who went to Manila to buy a car. Wearing the usual probinsiyano clothes and with them is a “bayong” of money ready to pay cash. They tried to call the attention of one salesman but he was told to wait while talking to another salesman. One sales lady offered her time and she got the biggest commission of the year because they bought two cars from her.
Maybe such attitude is anywhere you go on earth in the same way you see most as courteous too.
netty says
Here’s an instance of an article “Pinoys doesn’t have satire genes” ;)
moonie says
the french, I was told, are one of the most arrogant people on earth.
I’ve read somewhere that oprah winfrey, the former american talk show host, was once denied service when she went shopping in paris. she wanted to buy something but no sales person come to her, they all seemed to be busy doing whatnot and avoided eye contact with her. oprah ended up lingering and then left the shop, disappointed. si oprah kasi, when not in front of t.v. camera and minus make-up, she looked like someone’s housemaid. I bet, rudeness is universal.
Rene-Ipil says
[email protected]
I had a first hand experience on French arrogance and maybe stupidity in 1988 in Paris when I was buying a ticket to scale the Eiffel Tower. In English of course I asked for a ticket going to the second level. But the woman clerk kept answering me in French, I thought, several times. Until a Latino couple told me that the clerk was asking me how many tickets I wanted and what level of the tower. A little bit angry already, I told the clerk in a loud voice by my scanty Spanish knowledge, “uno persona, segundo grado”. The Latino couple gave me a thumb’s up while the clerk gave me the ticket.
In one instance in Marseilles I was trying to find a place by asking a policeman with my “carabao” Spanish. But maybe sensing my difficulty in the Spanish language, he asked me in English if I knew English. And I found my target thereafter.
French pretend not to understand English to arrogantly emphasize their love of the French language and their indifference to anything English. But we all know that European countries just across the English Channel have English as their second language.
moonie says
their cognac is good though.
pelang says
they always are, monie. they pretend that they don’t understand english. it’s so annoying that even while wanting to buy ticket for their metro rail and they see that you are a stranger and speaking english, they won’t sell you tickets unless you speak french. good thing i knew basic french and only then that they sold me a metro rail ticket, my goodness!
Alizarin Viridia says
As I may have done in past similar incidents, I would have made a scene and have asked for the owner who made the policy to explain it. A Policy is not absolute, there’s room for choices. IT IS NOT A RULE where there are no exceptions like the NO SMOKING rule. In restaurants in USA or Canada or European cities, the rules are posted for all customers to see that’s why Ms Raissa has a point TO SAY :
“They should add a sign on the door that says – we sit where we tell you to sit. We only let you in the big room upstairs when all the tables are filled in the outer room. – So it’s clear.” In more friendly words of course.
In hospitals and small clinics abroad we see signs “NO FRAGRANCE PLEASE” which is a rule (NOT A POLICY) for patients. Successful nincompoops who don’t ride Metro Manila jeepneys anymore won’t understand the rule posted long ago in some of them: “HUDAS NOT PAY”
Alizarin Viridia says
sorry, I thought the piece has unintelligible portions needing censorship, so I deleted
the first paragraph and submitted the above. Eh moderation lang pala. Tama naman yun galit ni Ms Raissa. Basta ako iwas agad sa mga mata pobreng tao o establisiemento.
Baka ako maging mas grabe kaysa kanila.
Alizarin Viridia says
After reading almost the lot of comments here, Ang layo ng mga pumasok sa isip ko. For or against the issue, madaming sincere, pero meron manginsa-isa magaling nambobola lang para ipagtanggol ang kahihiyan nangyari. Sa malayong banda, tayong Pinoy meron kasabihan “mata pobre” meron ipinanganak mayaman man o mahirap ay mata pobre sa kilos o pananalita o sa pagnenegosyo. Marami rin mayaman o mahirap galit sa mga taong mata pobre. Ang kultura meron bahaging mahiwaga ang kahulugan tulad ng: Yung palang galit sa mga mata pobre ay mas grabeng mata pobre. The anti-racist could well be worst than a racist. My point: no matter how inconsequential or very deep our anger on perceived wrongs, we should strive to know its roots.
As I may have done in past similar incidents, I would have made a scene and have asked for the owner who made the policy to explain it. A Policy is not absolute, there’s room for choices. IT IS NOT A RULE where there are no exceptions like the NO SMOKING rule. In restaurants in USA or Canada or European cities, the rules are posted for all customers to see that’s why Ms Raissa has a point TO SAY :
“They should add a sign on the door that says – we sit where we tell you to sit. We only let you in the big room upstairs when all the tables are filled in the outer room. – So it’s clear.” In more friendly words of course.
In hospitals and small clinics abroad we see signs “NO FRAGRANCE PLEASE” which is a rule (NOT A POLICY) for patients. Successful nincompoops who don’t ride Metro Manila jeepneys anymore won’t understand the rule posted long ago in some of them: “HUDAS NOT PAY”
Alizarin Viridia says
KAHIT SA ANUMANG DAHILAN HINDI
AKO KAKAIN DIYAN.
Alizarin Viridia says
BAKA (not a cow) LANG YAN RESTO NA YAN
HINDI BAGAY SA MGA TAGA CPMers?
raissa says
Sorry.
Just finished writing on the South China Sea after the foreign sec’s FOCAP briefing.
Brain is toast. So I’ll write about elections tomorrow.
baycas says
Voters be taught
Or else be caught
Buying one’s vote
Sellers are sought
Buyers take note
Or harm be brought
Some are bought
Whom to vote
Some are bought
Not to vote
Sell or buy vote
If never fought
Evil promote
Waste of ballot
vander anievas says
nice one!@baycas…