Davao and my unsatisfied cravings

I miss hanging out in Davao. That was what I realized flying in and out for a conference a few weeks back. I miss Davao too but, it’s better when enjoyed with good friends.

I know what made me start to feel sentimental. It’s my unsatisfied cravings for the great food selections that I’ve had the opportunity to share with good people in my previous travels. It’s being in the company of somebody who knows Davao better than I do that was missing. Hay.

A series of unfortunate gastronomic experiences

With my flight from Manila to Davao scheduled for 7 am, Tuesday morning started really early and I’ve had just less than two hours of sleep! I had to wrap up a project for a client before flying out to deliver a presentation for a meeting in Davao. I didn’t have dinner the night before — toxic na.  So, you could guess how badly I wanted to be face-to-face with really good food first thing in the morning.

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My half-closed eyes, my zombie skin and a quick snapchat at the backseat of a taxi.

 

I had second thoughts about taking my breakfast at the airport. “After all,” I thought, “I’ll be in Davao by 9 am and my presentation wasn’t due until 1 pm”. I’ll have plenty of time to find a nice spot to sit and polish my presentation before my time was up. However, I didn’t want to risk straining my body. Whenever I fail to give it enough sleep, I make sure I feed it well.

‘Chaikofi Xpresso,’ here I come! From my previous experiences ordering from this kiosk, I know it takes them a considerable amount of time to serve the food. There were only 40 minutes left before boarding time. I badly wanted to order a rice meal but I ended up asking the cashier what they would be able to serve in a few minutes. Well, sandwich, of course. I ordered chicken sandwich and a bottle of water.

As I scrambled through my external memory disk looking for some slides I wanted to add to my presentation, I almost lost track of time. After about maybe 20 minutes, the cashier delivered my order in a takeout bag. Less than five minutes later, she came back and snatched away the sandwich — me, still frantically searching my hard drives. “I gave you the wrong order,” she said. I didn’t mind.

We were down to the last 10 minutes before boarding time, finally, my sandwich (the correct one) was brought to me. My laptop bag was heavy! I wanted to keep my hands free. So, I started gobbling down my sandwich then, walked to my gate assignment. In my head, I promised myself, “Bawi ka na lang mamaya (make up for it later)”.

As soon as we safely landed, almost on time, at the Davao International Airport, my LTE was on. I was looking for a well-reviewed coffee shop near the event venue, the Waterfront Insular Hotel. Boy, I thought I got lucky! ‘Cafe Uno’ happened to receive really good reviews so I didn’t have to go anywhere else to get a good quality coffee.

Once there, I changed my mind about coffee and instead, helped myself to a full teapot of black tea mixed with hot milk and brown sugar. Yum! Then, I decided to order a Margherita Pizza, personal size. Barely 30 minutes after I sat myself down at ‘Cafe Uno,’ the organizer called to ask if I was ready to deliver my presentation — my slot was moved up! To make the story short, I didn’t get to spend my moment of calm, and I was sorry because the place had a nice ambiance to it even in broad daylight. Okay, I did quickly tore two slices of pizza into pieces and it was super thin and crispy. The pizza only cost Php 200 and ‘personal’ size meant family size in a local pizza joint. That voice in my head once again said, “Bawi ka na lang mamaya (make up for it later)”.

After I was done, lunch was served at the event hall. Let’s just say that I didn’t have high hopes because I generally don’t dig hotel food. Lunch lived up to my expectations.

When I decided to leave, there were still 5 hours left before my flight so, I decided to head to Abreeza Mall. It’s one place in Davao I haven’t gone to before. So, I went strolling with my heavy laptop bag on my back, my shoulders were already complaining. I was looking for a souvenir shop where I could get native goods because it was so hot I didn’t want to head all the way to Aldevinco.

I decided to try a local food stall. I was on my way to take my table at Margie’s but was beat to it by two friends who, turned out to have 10 other people in their company. “Goodbye, Margie,” I thought to myself.

I headed down to ‘Pastanni’ instead which had a nice, quaint corner squeezed next to where ‘Tinalak Home’ (absolutely a feast for the eyes, that store is) was.  I ordered Beef Risotto. When it was served, I was so speechless that I couldn’t even ask the waitress, “Where’s the beef?” I just surrendered — this was not a good day for my palate.

I got my 12 kilos of pomelos then headed to the airport. (I got a taste of that already and I can tell those beautiful pomelos will be my treat. Anyway, of course I checked them in. Once I made it to the gates, I was still craving for good food. I didn’t risk it anymore. I was done trying. This time, I helped myself to a Chips Delight Peanut Butter and a bottle of water — didn’t disappoint.

Memories of tasty treats in Davao

I may have to reserve the list of the good food I’ve tried in Davao for another post though. All I can say for now is that it’s not the end of Davao for my always hungry tummy. I’ll be back, and I’ll make sure to travel with a friend next time. Magkita unya ta pohon! (I will see you soon.)

I’ll be grateful if you happen to have any suggestions where I should eat and visit next time I’m in Davao. Let me know below.

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