The last time I splurged on shrimp is either in Paranaque's Dampa or in Greenbelt 3's Bubba Gump, sometime around 2002 when blogging isn't a buzzword yet a social phenomena. I can't recall exactly which was the latest.
But that may have to change now that I am located within the proximity of the shrimp haven in town, the Shrimp Bucket. It's a hole-in-the-wall restaurant, with a bit of a hip, casual and reassuring ambiance for comfort and well… calorie-driven cravings.
Being a food connoisseur myself, I thought that I have tasted all forms of shrimp concoctions already-- barbecued, boiled, broiled, baked, sautéed, pan-fried, deep dried, stir-fried and a lot more wok method.. until.
Shrimp with Salty Egg Special Sauce.
Shrimp with Mardi Gras Sauce and hefty mixture of ground meat.
The boy band...
They also serve mussels, cereal shrimp, deep fried baby squid, chicken/shrimp lettuce wrap, salad with roasted sesame dressing, kani and shrimp salad, and a lot more.
The shrimps are placed in a plastic bag where they are left to be smothered by their selected sauces a la pop corn to its flavored powder. The buckets are there so you can place all your non-comestibles, and not messing up your plate.
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