you know i heart bizu, but we were both getting a little old, tired, and frayed around the edges. so i stepped away for awhile, and we got our acts together. or at least, bizu greenbelt did, moved into a new house, with a new attitude. gone are the garish, wonka-ish walls, dusty and fusty florals, replaced with a new coat of white paint, light and glass, for a more refined, calm and mature space.
it's a good mix of old and new, european and native, modern and classic. much like the menu. clever boots, those bizu folk.
even the servers no-longer-so-fresh funky bunch uniforms have changed to a sort of casual continental concierge look.
you can still find the lovely rainbow of macarons
and the french-inspired confections with local flair. or local confections with french-inspired flair. whaaa
even though they are known for their free-range egg specialties--their wild mushroom omelet is a particular favourite of mine--and you gotta try the pancakes with fresh mangoes and chantilly cream!, i opted for something lighter and healthier after all the too-typical culinary indulgences in all that manila has to offer.
bizu is one of the few places that regularly offers
freshly mown grass clippings fresh wheatgrass shots.
and they transform cut up fruit and fermented milk products to new heights. instead of boring old yogurt they take
boring old kefir and freeze it into little balls of tasty lacto-bacterial and fermented goodness.
which is what i have for breakfast there most days. don't ask me how i can pass up their savoury crepes, boneless bangus and garlic rice, or eggs florentine. really. because i will make you drink wheatgrass shots with me, i really will.
bizu patisserie and bistro,