Back in the days, I knew you were a weekly home to the society's upper and middle class. You awed them with your beauty. You were a center of attention at night. You were THE Metropolitan Theater.

You were born on the December 10, 1931. Your proud father was Juan M. Arellano. You were a majestic sight back in the days. Back in the good, old days.



Now, you are battered, ignored and slowly being forgotten. You are but a memory. But, you had always intrigued me. I wanted to know you better, to see what is inside of you and to know if there is hope for you.




Last May 20, your doors opened for me. Almost every part of you were dilapidated. I had a little pain in my heart. Broken glass and doors, trashed dressing rooms and flooded orchestra pit. Gone was the Metropolitan Theater I wanted to experience.














I went up and saw a magnificent view of the city. There was rain but I would not mind going back to catch the famous Manila sunset on your roof.










I have always been a fan of theater. I may not watch as much plays as I want but I have a certain love for theater plays. I love the elaborate process of coming up with minutes or hours of live entertainment. And sometimes, my favorite part would be the opening of the red curtains. Because that's when the magic begins.







That Sunday, there was no magic. You were like a fairy. When people stopped believing, you somehow died. But I still believe and I know other people do. We just need the right people to see the beauty that you used to be.

Back in college, I had realized how preservation costs less than restoration. I wished we had preserved you through the years. But now, I wish people will restore you to what you were originally meant to be. We could use more theater and less showbiz in this city.


Note: This Metropolitan Theater Tour is part of the Postal Heritage Walking Tour, sponsored by The Filipinas Stamp Collector's Club (FSCC).

Finally stepped into the grassy grounds of Mercato last Saturday night. I went with my guy friends to Midnight Mercato to have a bite of what it offers. Truly, eyes and stomachs will be full by the end of the night.


You can come to the place fresh but you can leave feeling like you've been cooked together with the rows of grilled burgers and steaks. So make sure you wear your comfiest clothes. Although some were dressed up for partying so we're guessing they will be heading to the nearest bar after munching on those sandwiches.

Mercato at peak hours is not exactly haven for a girl who hates crowded places. You have to keep your eyes sharp and open to grab a seat. Best of luck if you're in large groups. Nevertheless, once you've settled in your table you can start hording food. Do not buy food before finding a table. Chances are your food is already cold before you find a table. It is not recommended that you go too late since the good stuff might already be out of stock.





We weren't able to try a lot of the food but I loved the small tacos. I'll try the cheese steak and big burgers next time. You know how sometimes the first time tends to be quick, painful but not that memorable? This is one of those times. I was there, saw what it had to offer but I'm craving to be back to try it some more and have a better experience. It was so hot that night due to the great number of people. Food stalls tend to change per weekend so it will be a different experience per visit.


At least I got my dose of Mochiko.


Midnight Mercato can be found at 34th street and 8th avenue (across MC Home Depot) in Bonifacio Global City. Parking is at a fixed rate of Php30.00.