The Happy News Of The Week

I love everything Japanese except perhaps sashimi. Call me unsophisticated, but I'm not a fan of raw food. I'm a big eater, I like burgers, steak and pork chops. I love cakes and all flavours of Kit Kat. In Japan, I look forward to eating wagyu, sinful bowls of ramen, and pork tonkatsu. The unlimited shredded cabbage that goes with your tonkatsu somehow diminishes the guilt of being a porky, and so I indulge.

Here in Manila, the good news of the week is that Maisen, the go-to-place for tonkatsu has opened its second branch closer to my neighborhood, just across the cinemas on the third level of Megamall. I shall have my pork and eat it too. Itadakimasu!

Maisen at Level 3 of Megamall

I had the tenderloin katsu set, it comes with pickled cucumber, miso soup and fruits slices.

"I shall have my pork and eat it too!"

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