PATIS TITO GARDEN Cafe…


Patis Tito Garden Cafe

“Good food is all the sweeter, when shared with friends.”

The word Patis Tesoro is a name I will always remember because of this fancy dream to have my wedding gown done by them. I wished for it because I learned that the whole entourage of my mom was by Tesoro’s. Her wedding dress was handmade and was a pina. It is a kind of fabric meant for gowns and “Barong Tagalog” for men.

mama and papa
June 30, 1968…

Said dream didn’t manifest but I could not exchange my wedding gown for anything.

wedding gown
(–,)

It was sewn by my mama and the swarovkis from Italy was carefully taken cared of my cousins. I wanted to do it but according to the elders, the bride is not supposed to touch her wedding gown, only on the wedding day itself when she’s about to wear it for the ceremony.

my gown
I wished I was already good at photography then.. I could have taught the photographers on angles, close-up shots, etc.

To their hearts’ content, I obediently complied. It’s just that they can’t stop me from monitoring everything from the veil down to the train of my wedding gown. Aside from swarovkis there are also showers of small pearls and ecru beads that came with it.

And I was supposed to be blogging about Patis and Tito’s garden restaurant in San Pablo.

road less traveled
Road less traveled…
oh here we are
Oh we’re here!
patis signage
Yey!
pots 2
Saw these across the parking lot..

It is such a happy feeling to land your feet on the ground of a place where an artist (s) lives. There is a different aura. Every corner will speak for themselves that the dwellers are lovers of art.

colorful
Life must be colorful…

another mural

blue mural

bride mural

maria clara mural

patis and tito mural
That’s the couple behind me..

And not just art but nature itself and their love for food.

Second floor is as artful as the ground floor:

stairs
Goin’ up..
ballusters
Intricate wood carvings…
red plates
They must be foodies. Plates are everywhere..=)

jaynes name

me on the stairs

our three muses
Our three muses…

from second floor

The main dining area:

invitation

main door entrance

cashier

ceiling

dining area

dining area 2

entrance

There’s a souvenir shop too:

wooden gods

hanger

mounted plates

shop

shops interiors

sinyelas

table setting

handle tesoro
Look at the door handle..

And to the loo!

to the loo
Another wood carving… Is it a man pleading for a woman’s love?
from the shops window
Capturing the loo area from the souvenir shop…

postura

loo mirror

They boasts their patience in preparing their food, mostly organic, cook them without the rush. Most were slow cooked and ingredients of which were sourced locally.

Have a peek:

food trip
Gastronomic delights!

Ensaladang pako,

paco salad
Salad..

deep fried rolled heart of palm, ground pork with cheese, beef and pork balls and dips: tomato sauce, chili sauce or seasoned vinegar.

chili fingers
yummy..

There’s chili fingers too which according to them arent’ too spicy,

platter
Good with the soup of chicken kinulob..

pan fried bangus belly,

chicken kinulob (it is a native chicken boiled in seasoned water, I saw chorizo de bilbao, tomatoes, onions, garlic, and the rest I hope to know, as this is “To die for” believe me!),

Filipino pork chop,

pork ihaw
For meat lovers..

Mechadong baka or was it adobo?

adobong baka
Beef adobo..
steamed rice
Rice please..=)

Oh my eyes and not just my tummy were full.

My soul too…

wood carvings tesoro

bida tesoro

big trees tesoros

Trees, by the way, have always been one of my sources of positive energies…

buddha tesoros

entrance tesoros

greens tesoros

path tesoros

PS
The cafe is dog-friendly as long as they are leashed. I’ve got a new friend too. He didn’t left me all the while.

my new friend
My new friend…

It is ideal for occasion, I saw this on one of the tables:

menu
Calligraphy is in..

Patis Tito Garden Cafe is at:
285 Brgy. Sta. Cruz, San Pablo City

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beautsantua

-An only daughter. A mother of an 18 year old son. Passionate with so many things. A lover of life itself. First of which is to write. Then, sing (I specifically love the stage), read, cook, travel & take beautiful pictures (photography) and scrap booking, all of which are my own way of coping with life's challenges. Friends usually associate me with the color violet. I love this color so much! Though, I love pink, red, teal, orange, yellow, blue as well! Coffee is my water and my happy food is cheesecake topped w/ blueberries, yogurt, sansrival and cream puff. I mastered fettuccine carbonara because that is one of my favorite food as well, along w/ broccoli, prawns and mushrooms. Secretly, I love "Stitch" - that grinning indigo pup. =) Seriously, I dream to become a philanthropist (starting off by providing shelter to street children in our country) and a famous author someday. I'm just waiting for God's time for my first book to be published.- It took me years to decide to blog, more so to write and have it out in the open. As I used to write even when I was a teenager, and I just keep them on file. It was my outlet. Approaching the year they say where life begins, or If I may say, the sweeter life. It was a year full of emotions. As I lost my father a year before and I guess in one way or another, the unfathomable sadness prompted me to pour them out in my writings and share them to the world, hoping it might lighten the heaviness of my heart. I live now with my son and mother, as a mother and as a daughter (as a friend and a sister), this has made me be ready to finally do what I am meant to do. Even If there's a lot that I wanted to do. This came first, like a first love that occupied a special place in my heart. It's a looong process, tiring, frustrating, exciting. The best part? is the happiness it brings. Even if things around seems all so wrong. It's like having my own place under the sun. My own safe and happy rainbowed world. At times, there's guilt as well, for I strongly believe, writing (like singing) is a talent God has gifted us. We ought to use it and maximize it, in our littlest way, share it to mankind, for His glory. I just had a few distractions over the years and to realize that it is never too late to be who we ought to be, I have this very strong feeling, now is the time. All my life, I have decided on things that made me happy, this is one of those. I may never be a winner of those best blogs that have been awarded to talented writers/ bloggers and I don't mind, there are strikes of being envious, but according to my father, there are two kinds of being envy. There's envy that is so negative, it'll hamper you from doing good and there's an envy that makes you happy for them, or seeing yourself in their shoes, I think, the kind of envy in me, is the latter. Like celebrities who missed an Oscar, while the film was watched by the whole world, she/he did not mind, it's like knowing what counts best, and it's the capacity to share your talents to anyone who wants to receive it, without asking anything in return. Expressing what's in my heart and mind on every occasion (which happens to be daily) and being happy about it is like a prize already. Happy reading!(--,)

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