The restaurant seems to carry every pretty Japanese dish (and sake too) in the world. This could either be good and not so good, depending on how you see such things.
I guess everything is forgiven after a bottle of beer. I even began to appreciate the omelette on my burger and forgot that it reminded me of what I had for breakfast.
Its flavors leans towards the savory and not the sweet, with welcome hints of tang from the secret marinade. Each bite reminded me of our epic lunch back in Bacolod.
Each of the dishes at Manang Juling's Kilawan is very affordable. But when you order three different ones and you are dining alone, that is another story.