I am no charmer(as my kumpare Cliff calls it "Estrogen Agitator"), instead I am the antithesis of being one. I soar miles ahead as a man of science but I definitely suck six feet as a knight in shining armor, incapable of even asking a woman's name in a bar while the conversation already extends to the far reaches of the universe. Sorry Cliff, I really am a true blue "Testosterone Blue."
Wishing that I can have at least a bit of Howard Wolowitz's guts, I went to Forbes Town to have my lunch.
Tucked inside the Burgos Circle at the Bonifacio Global City lies an Italian restaurant named Bistro Casanova which serves authentic Italian cuisine, and just like who it is named after, Giacomo Casanova, world's known women's man, I too am hoping that this Italian Job that will change a bit of my scruple.
I started off my lunch with a soup, a Minestrone alla Genovese(vegetable soup with cannellini beans).
Another kick off entree is the Casanova Insalate(a combination of lettuce, cucumber, ham, pineapple, chicken breast and croutons in mustard dressing).
For the pasta, I got Aglio Olio Peperoncino(oil-base pasta with garlic, olive oil, and chill).
Then on to the launching of my full lunch throttle comes a 12" Quatro Stagioni(a pizza combo comprising of four different tastes: Boscaiola, Napoli, Fruittii de Mare, and Casanova).
And there for the main meal, Risoto di Mare that comes with seafood and tomato sauce.
To complement my Risoto, I got Petti di Pollo Spadellati Salvia(chicken breast with pesto cream sauce).
You know me as someone who can't live without dessert, so I ordered two: Panna Cota and...
Concluding my meal is a Mango Tango.
What did I get out of that Quixotic quest? None but a gastronomic satisfaction and a guilty pleasure. It was well worth it for only Php549.
Now I will have my iPhone snooze me for a gym session tomorrow. I must.