the one with the minuscule serving

I hate small servings. There's one good reason for this -- I AM NOT A BIRD. Birds don't eat, they sort of just peck on their food with their little sharp beaks that can only hold small portions of insects, plants, or whatever stuff they love to eat. This is actually one of my nightmares, to sit in a restaurant starving and delirious from hunger and this waiter would give me a huge plate with nothing but 3 strands of pasta and a blot of sauce.

Last weekend, the whole family tried this new restaurant called Gusteau in the corner of Jalandoni and Delgado Streets. I heard from friends that the desserts were good, so the four of us trooped there with hungry stomachs and visions of Tiramisu after a satisfying lunch. Yep, the cakes and pastries looked yummy all right but we didn't even bother to order them. After a lunch of 2 lilliputian pizzas for Zak and Ripley, 4 spoonfuls of crab roe pasta for me, and my husband's roastbeef underload (the menu said 'overload' -- are you kidding me?), I didn't bother ordering dessert. I imagine they'd give me a mini cupcake the size of a peso coin, so what's the use? I did taste their dessert, a friend gave me a bite of their chocolate brownie and it was delish. I can't say much about the rest of their menu though. We left the place with grumbling stomachs and had burgers in Mc Donald's instead. Now that's what I call food!

Uppers:
great ambiance, nice seats, classy and clean, yummy desserts
Downers:
small food portions, quite expensive

Tip: If you still want to try out Gusteau's food, I suggest that you do a bit of role playing as not to be disappointed. Imagine you're a dwarf or some smaller creature like a fairy or a pixie and act as if you've been invited by a giant ogre to dine with him. The food will instantly look big -- gigantic actually! And when you're done eating Ogre's food, I still suggest that you go to the nearest fastfood joint and pig out.