I will tell you a secret: I don't know how to drink beer.
When I was in high school, we used to play a game called Quarters where each player would have a small glass of beer in front of them and there would be one in the middle. Everyone has a (technically quarter) one-peso coin and when it is their turn, they try to throw the coin into someone else's glass. Whomever owns the glass, has to down the beer.
Sounds easy, right?
The tricky part is if someone throws the coin into the middle glass, everyone has to down their own glass, and the last one to down their glass also has to drink the one in the middle.
Guess who would always drink the one in the middle?
"Open your throat!" my friends would say. It's like trying to use your diaphragm while singing or perhaps doing Kegel exercises for women...some people just can't do it!
I must admit I have gotten better since then, not at opening my throat, but being a beer drinker. In fact, when I am at the beach or after a particularly hot day or with office mates at a going away party, I do look for beer over a vodka tonic or mojito!
And since Draft Gastro Pub opened at the Fort a few months ago, beer drinkers everywhere have been saying "Cheers!" or "Salute!" or "Kanpai!" or "Salud!"or "Prost!" or even "Oogy Wawa!"
Stella between two Hoes |
The place where everybody knows your name, Draft's pull is that it serves draft beer such as Stella Artois, Becks and Hoegaarden aside from imported bottled beer. Can't imagine what I'm talking about? Think if Distillery and Izakaya got married and had a baby, it would be Draft.
Whenever I go to Draft it is always noisy and fun, much in true London pub fashion. We found ourselves squishing in a booth and people kept popping in and out to join us - I felt like that scene in the cafeteria in Twilight, minus Edward Cullen.
Girls night out, woohoo! |
Your friendly neighborhood joint |
J and I decided to share this dish of steamed mussels in white wine broth with a side of French fries.
The mussels were tender and large, but I wish the broth had a bit of cream added to it, it would've given it a wonderful consistency. I would have also like more crusty bread to dip into it.
J said she wouldn't have minded that either- she just doesn't like tomato and cream mixed together. We have our very definitely views on food, she and I always like to split up dishes, literally and figuratively!
R ordered these spinach triangles. Check out the beautiful promotizers showing off the wares.
Um, um good!
F ordered fish and chips for her main course
R ordered these back back ribs for her main. The ribs had good flavor but the coleslaw left something to be desired. It was soggy and drenched in oily mayo. Maybe KFC can consign theirs?
Looking at this sandwich, it seems to not have liked the coleslaw as well - it puked it out! When it arrived, nobody wanted to try it. That's the worst thing about sharing food- if yours looks unappetizing, you have to finish the whole damn thing yourself!
In true man fashion, C and N's friend ordered steak frites
With gravy! That looks like a lot of food!
Next time I come here (and am more hungry I might add) I will go for the sausages. They looked delish!
Now, I do admit the beer is fantastic here.
And so is the vibe.
But what will make me come back here time and time again is...
wait for it....
The sticky date and toffee pudding with artisanal ice cream.
It makes you wanna say oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh My God...
It just sits there waiting to be pounced on, all innocent-like. It is simply indecent.
We shared it, and after eating it, I immediately wanted one of my own. I felt like my pregnant friend at the Taste of London Festival, where nooo, you just don't want to share....
But I was too full of beer. And I just had a measly half pint!
Here is the bread and butter pudding that is like Chloe Kardashian who needs a fake-bake to her popular, older sister Kim...
Whether you want to come for the food, for the fries or for your friends, Draft is the new place to be.
Draft
The Fort Strip
Bonifacio Global City, Taguig City
tel +63906.248.1214
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