Burgers with Beijinoys

Debbie and Steve can't get enough of that greasy burger taste. 
Met up with a few of the Beijing Pinoys at Brothers Burger at Tomas Morato. It was difficult getting there at first since apparently everybody knew of the place, just not where exactly in Tomas Morato. Eventually we found it, it's large, lightless sign staring us in the face the whole time.

Almost everybody made it (Aileen Choa, Debbie, Steve, Kenny, Aimee, Vanessa, Robert, Dennis) except Edison, who was at a badminton match. I was shocked to learn the restaurant served 1lb. burgers, but strangely enough the double patty burger I ordered was so puny I ordered another single patty just to feel full. We had a nightcap at UCC later on. Deja vu, only this time I didn't order anything. After the 189 bucks for the pair of burgers (and the 150 bucks for the Dippin' Dots ice cream yesterday... man, that's expensive ice cream... note to self: ask how much novelty ice cream is before buying), cutting down was easy.

Speaking of food, two days ago I felt myself literally bloat up from the Shakey's pizza. The next day the size 31 pants felt too snug. To the bat-treadmill! So run I did, as well as ab-xercises. Today I went to the bathroom more times today than in the past week. Goodbye, pizza; hello size 31 pants.

What, it's not a gem entry every time. Or ever, come to think of it.