Whenever the BER months starts, I feel like the clock ticks and days in the calendar flip its pages twice as normal. October greeted me by throwing rocks to juggle and so little time to spend on what’s in my to-do list. Catching up is challenging but when you have someone willing to balance everything in between, that’s when you knew all your time was well-spent.
It was a long and dreary ride but the thought of being in a place for the first time got my heart really beat fast and my imagination gone wild.
First stop: Abuenitas
The Bagnet taste best when eaten with freshly chopped onions and tomatoes. The crunchy and chewey pork skin plus the soft and salty meat melted in my mouth. Ooh, and the juice? It was dripping right in the corner of my mouth.
On the side of the my plate was a serving of Pakbet and Vigan Longganisa. I don’t know about you but I like to dip it into a spicy sukang Ilocos for a few minutes before devouring it. Mmmm.. I waited for this. And the taste was glorious.
Second stop: Cordillera Inn
Located along Calle Crisologo is a quaint, little nook called Cordillera Inn.
My thoughts were already wandering with my feet before I can even recall all the stories I read about Vigan City’s rich culture and heritage.
Every corner is picturesque; as if ready for a photo shoot session anytime. I knew that each crack on the wall , every ruined brick on the pathway and even the slightest bruise found in each wooden door is already telling a story. We stopped by for a quick merienda on that rainy Friday afternoon.
Third Stop: Vigan Empanda
Minutes later, a freshly cooked Vigan Empanada and Okoy landed on our table. I took a small bite first and let my tastebuds decide. Dear bf was right. It was far different from the ones sold in Manila.
Fourth Stop: Bistro Amarillo
We didn’t have anything planned for dinner so we used this time to explore other restaurants around. Located on the corner of is the Bistro Amarillo.
Our appetite for Bagnet hasn’t subsided yet so we ordered the Binaggoongang Bagnet and Bagnet Sinigang. Oh my. It was sinfully delicious. The Poqui Poqui on the other hand was okay. I guess, it lacked the zing that I my tongue was expecting.
The day arrived when it was time to go back to reality. Before heading to the terminal, we dropped by at the Pagpartyan or the where the Bagnet was made.
Last stop: Singalao at Gloria Azada
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