My companion said we should eat at Jumbo Kingdom, a “floating” restaurant—meaning the restaurant is one big ship (apparently, same as the ones in Hong Kong), but it’s not actually one of those cruising/sailing restaurants. Since it looked a bit fancy, we asked if there was a dress code. The guard said yes and said we couldn’t go in because we were wearing shorts and tsinelas (flip-flops). Whatever. First of all, most tourists are in shorts & flip-flops. And, the restaurant was almost empty.
So, we headed next door to Gloriamaris instead. I think they would probably have preferred if we were more dressed up, but they weren’t stupid enough to let us walk out the door. I hadn’t had Chinese food since I arrived (or after I ate here), and it was good (but pricey)! We had tofu and mushroom clay pot, crispy duck, and shrimp balls.
I found this restaurant interesting because everyone there was Chinese, except us and the serving staff. By Chinese, I don't mean that they're all from China, but that they looked very Chinese and were speaking in Chinese. Though many Filipinos have some Chinese blood in them, these folks are obviously more Chinese than most. They are also stereotypically rich, as evidenced by their appearance, nannies, and the fact that they are at a pricey restaurant.
On the walk back home, we saw that there was a live band playing at one of the restaurants (Yakitori Dori), so we sat on the breakwater and listened for a little bit. Further down our walk, we saw a foursome practicing their dance choreography and, right across the way, another group practicing their singing. The CCP complex sure is a hubbub of activity, even at night. It all made for a very pleasant evening.
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