Eastwood Mall Archives - Life in Manila

The hubby and I woke up earlier than usual today. We headed to Manila to visit the St. Pio de Pietrelcina Centre in Libis, QC. We met up with my SIL there and attended the 10am mass. The priest talked about being and staying good for homily. He was adept at sharing the word of God and I was glad I found the time to listen to him.

After the mass, we checked out the nearby Eastwood Mall. Lunch was at Johnny Rockets where we ate overpriced hamburgers. (Review on my food blog soon.) Haha. To burn calories from the strawberry milkshake and all the hand-cut fries I ate, I suggested we go for a walk. We got inside the mall again and perused through shops. One novelty shop was selling personalized magnetic name tags and my SIL almost bought a piece but remembered just in time that a friend who has recently come home from a work stint abroad had one for her as pasalubong.

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Eastwood, a posh hang-out place in Libis, Quezon City, is far from my place. To give you an idea on how far it is from where I live, the normal taxi fare goes at around P150 one way. That’s the reason why whenever I get the chance to go there, I jump at the opportunity. Last night, I was lucky to have been invited by a blogger friend to try the offerings of the Flying Pig, one of the hip restaurants under the Red Crab chain. They serve mostly pork dishes and I was glad I went because I had a great time feasting on savory pork dishes that were far from ordinary.

Eastwood is a lovely place that looks very upscale to me. Each time I go there, I wander around like a kid. I like that the main mall, Eastwood Mall, is surrounded by nice-looking establishments (bars, cafes, restaurants, gadget shops, boutiques, etc.) as well as high-rise condominiums and office buildings. There’s also a big fountain in front of the mall that’s good for picture taking. I love that my photos taken there appear as if I was in a foreign country. I also noticed that it seems independent from the rest of Quezon City (slums, bad traffic and all). People who frequent the place will certainly understand what I mean by that.

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