Last week, we drove south, taking the Teresa-Tanay-Pililia-Morong road going to Laguna to avoid the traffic that usually jams the South Luzon Expressway (SLEX). We left home before sunrise, took photos of the sunrise along the way and scanned both sides of the road for a good place to have breakfast. Most eateries were closed at that unholy hour, between six and seven in the morning, but a few kilometers before crossing the boundary to Laguna, we passed by a place that looked clean and airy. The name is Kawayan Farm Restaurant.
We parked, we entered the restaurant and ordered. The attendant told us that the specialty was bulalo (bone marrow soup), we felt it was much too early for bulalo so we ordered very traditional breakfast dishes — longganisa (native sausages), egg and rice for me; tapa (marinated beef), egg and rice for Speedy and Sam; tocino (sweet marinated pork sometimes called native ham), egg and rice for Alex.
By no stretch of the imagination would I call our meal spectacular but it was hearty and it was well prepared. And the setting was just so rustic in a Filipino way that the experience had that pulled together element. Which was good.
Bamboo flooring, grass roofing, bamboo blinds and sheer white curtains that allowed enough natural light in. It was rural yet modern.
Typical old-style Filipino with a bit of shabby chic.
There is a counter near the entrance that suggests a diner setting.
Outside, an ample parking lot and directions to picnic grounds that we didn’t have time to visit.
Even the rest rooms followed the same overall motif. Located in an adjacent structure, you walk through a canopy of vines to get there. The rest rooms aren’t of five-star hotel quality but everything you need is there — water, clean toilets, wash basins and paper towels. And the Ladies Room was super clean.
If you think I’m making much of such basic amenities, let’s just say that basic amenities aren’t always available in all areas of this country. And they become more and more hard to find as you move farther away from the city. So you’d understand when I say that I was very pleased with the discovery of Kawayan Farm Restaurant.
And the most surprising thing? The place isn’t primarily a restaurant. The main business is selling bamboo seedlings. Kawayan is bamboo in Filipino and the place is a farm, first and foremost. Which should explain the vastness of the property.