Somethin' Fishy

The plan was to leave later in the evening to catch the unlimited breakfast buffet at Somethin' Fishy, a restaurant at the heart of Eastwood, Quezon City. What was originally planned to be a bonding activity for our block turned out to be a boys' night-out after the ladies backed out at the very last minute. We missed their company, of course.

Eat-all-you-can offerings are notorious for two things: there aren't enough food choices or the food tastes bland. I'm still baffled by the economics of how these establishments operate, too: don't they ever lose money? But the fact that many dining places of this nature have cropped up recently proves they earn more than they lose. It's a booming business, so to speak.

Somethin' Fishy has a captive audience: call center agents who work near the area . . . or adventurous medical students like us who'd rather spend the glorious, almost stress-free nights of Third Year Medicine, eating out in faraway places.

Thankfully there was a wide range of food served at Somethin' Fishy, and they tasted pretty good. I had the pancakes first.

I had a generous serving of fruits—chopped bananas in syrup and crunchy apple slices—for more healthy goodness.

For protein I had sausages which were surprisingly flavorful. I had sardines, sweet beef slices, and ham. I loaded with scrambled egg, of course. If there's one take-home message I'd like to give it's this: the scrambled egg was amazing.

You can have as many plates as you want and you can go back to the buffet table as often as you want—and you have all the time in the world: the place is open from 12:01 am to 10 am, if I'm not mistaken. But according to Migz Catangui, the secret to buffets is to "pace yourself accordingly."

We came there on a Tuesday night Wednesday morning, so there weren't too many people. I was told the place is packed on weekends.

Breakfast eat-all-you-can costs Php 160. An additional Php 60 is charged for bottomless iced too, which, to me, tasted very sweet. Next time I'd rather just have water instead.

I got home at 3:30 am. I still woke up at 6 am. My circadian rhythm is freakishly on time.

Many thanks to my good friend, Casti Castillo, for organizing the event. I thank my friends, too, for dropping by my building to fetch me at midnight. I fell asleep I almost didn't make it.

Head over to Multiply for more photos of us eating.