More Taal Tales - Antonio's Restaurant in Tagaytay, Part 2

Antonio's Restaurant in Tagaytay has become my go-to place for my friends visiting me in Manila. The location is, relatively speaking, remote, a long drive from the city, but the air is cooler in Tagaytay and the restaurant is practically in another, quieter universe. This is what I see in the morning right before I leave for a lunch at Antonio's.

And this is the environment I'm in when I finally reach my destination.

While the main part of the menu stays the same, there are a few variations here, some supply-based, some seasonal, to keep those who come here regularly from getting bored. To wit: tempura shrimp with cream sauce topped with caviar. On the right: refreshing and addictive dalandan juice. Dalandan is like a mandarin with green rind, its juice a staple of many local restaurants.

Below: chanterelles with foie gras.

One the left: ravioli pasta. Right: crispy lamb over Asian noodles.

Below: chocolate panna cotta with cream and pistachios.

Reservations are required at the restaurant. For more essential information, check out my first visit there and scroll to the bottom. Or visit their (rather slow-loading) web site.

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