The Glamarazzi

In every occasion that something new happens to penetrate our city of Golden Friendship, Kagay-anons are on a field day. If that ‘something new’ has never been experienced by a native-born Kagay-anon in his city, he will: first, grew excited, and second, consume himself with it to the point of exaggerated overwhelm until he cannot take it anymore. For instance, when Site reopened, party animals flocked to its opening. When Max opened its doors to the public, people suddenly found themselves picking up fights just to get a table even if there was a waiting lobby inside the restaurant. Ditto for Pizza Hut as waiters had to restrain themselves from reprimanding impatient diners. This year, two happening bars opened: FU and Eleven 50. Both possess the entireties of a bar any habitué is likely to be attracted to. They play chillout, house, progressive and lounge music. They have the perennial strobe lights and blue dimmers. They serve drinks with over the top prices which I’m sure a regular college student will have a hard time compensating next week’s allowance with it (but I had to attest FU is cheaper). They also house the city’s finest breed – only the elite, the socialites and the bar habitués. No ghetto people, no siree.

I came, I saw, I was thrilled. FU reminds me of the VIP lounge of Vudu with their glass walls and white interior and so does Eleven 50. Their music was reminiscent of the main room, of the Loft, of Cielo. I could party here. Every weekend – Every weekday – With my real friends – in my city – and not pay for partying. I was tempted to write my resignation letter, pack all my bags and all. After all, Cagayan de Oro was a smaller version of Cebu and nothing seems to be any different anymore so why part with her? (so I came to Cebu to party or to work, you get to decide ahaha).

But. See, there is always a clincher – there should be a new word for BUT. I had to have the owners of these bars to be accountable for piquing the interest of the Kagayanons interest for a long time.

Kagay-anons are the most ungrateful lot.

Give them a new restaurant and when the sentiment of new utensils and the novelty of the latest fusion dish is going to wear off, they are going to leave you feeling sorry you invested so much on this business when after two years nobody is considering going to anymore. Not everyone is Patrick Sy Lee, who, after how many years of investing into the F&B business after giving CDO The Site and East Wok, has managed to bring more people to Limketkai Center even after how many people had seen and had came to it.

And here’s the most hateful thing. I cannot drink and make a fool of myself in public and get away with it. The What A Small World phrase places a heavy emphasis on the city and the one who invented that phrase must have been thinking of Cagayan de Oro at that time. Unlike Cebu where you cannot just ukay and harvat because these men happens to be either friends of your exes or sons of your mom’s bestfriends ahahaah what a trip. In Cagayan de Oro, everybody knows your fucking shit it’s the worse. And you always run into some guy that you’ve hooked up with before it seems like you cannot get away from them.

So I’m not packing any bag yet. Hector Osin might strangle me for that hahah however Cagayan de Oro has to do better than open up these bars. A fatter paycheck, perhaps. Lol. Hit hotness said that I shouldn’t have gone back to Cebu because he is sick of the women in CDO. More reason to be in Cebu so he won’t feel that way. Comprende.