When I read by chance the popular blog of Chuvaness, I was envious. She posted that Chicken Ala Kiev is back. It has been revived and reintroduced in the menu of Café Adriatico. After reading her post I promised to myself that the meal I will order in Café Adriatico the next time I would get my nourishment from there would be that infamous dish.
While reading the comments section in Chuvaness’ post, I was a bit infuriated by someone who commented that the dish looks amazing and asked what camera Chuvaness used in taking those photos in her entry. I was annoyed because for me an excellent photo is not based on what equipment being used but because of the excellent eye the photographer or photo-taker possesses.
It’s like saying a chef prepares a delicious and excellent dish and the one who consumed it asked what pots and pans the chef uses. No restaurant diner who enjoyed a superb meal in his right set of thinking will attribute the delicious taste of a dish based on the brand of knives or potholders that the cook uses.
Like photography, cooking is an art. Kaya nga may Culinary Arts! Tange! (Translation: That is why there exists what you call Culinary Arts. Moron!)
Anyway, I indeed ordered the renowned dish today and devoured it as my early dinner meal. While cutting through the breaded chicken, I was literally jumping off my seat because the wicked butter literally erupted from the crust when I punched a hole from it. It was so enjoyable my taste buds were jumping for joy and the only thing left on my plate was a small piece of bone and the squeezed piece of lemon.
May it be taken in a good or disastrous photo Chicken Ala Kiev in Café Adriatico is definitely a heavenly yet sinful dish! It is such an evil of a dish I need to confess my sins for two hours inside the gym this coming weekend. Try it…
Pihado, ga-mantikilya ang pawis ko sa sabado.