Never really liked pork chops.
Growing up, it meant eating
tough bland meat with an extended fatty top looking more like a flat version of
a chicken lollipop. Felt like chewing down on pig spare parts and I was given
the most unwanted morsel.
Today, I blame my high school cafeteria cook for putting me
in such ordeal and traumatizing my tongue in the years to come. Redemption came
twenty some odd years later.
As I entered the nook type doors of Tomahawk Chops and
Grill.
A connection between the axe and the chop |
Located along 56-A East Capitol drive inside Kapitolyo, I
was greeted by a long queue of tables and chairs with their bar/counter at the
end. Turning right from the corner lead to a bigger dining area (to my
surprise) with more seating accented by checkered cloth designed to provide
that old western saloon feel.
The name was catchy. The vibe was cool. The ice tea rocked
while the pork chops ruled.
All of my childhood nightmares were flushed away as I knifed
my way through their meat. Each
generously served pork chop was grilled to perfection. Clean grill marks are a
good indication of proper grilling time paired the patience needed to allow the
meat to rest before serving.
Food just enough for the rice loving Pinoy |
The barbeque sauce coats the chop just right and
does not overpower the ensemble of the plate. I just hope they put the same
passion on their sides (side dishes) the way they do on their chops and all
would be perfect.
The plates were big enough to manhandle the pork chop with ease |
After my meal I was converted to the flavors that visited my
mouth. It didn't feel like a hand out meat of charity. The thickness determined
the cooking time, the fat on top moistened the body as it cooked while adding
flavor and the bone held it all together for me to enjoy.
Ain't that a meat of beauty? |
It was a visit worth the travel. A taste worth receiving and
an experience worth reliving.
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