Murals and Musings Over Big Daddy Hungarian Sausage

It's not what you think it is! I am now in Oslob with @indayclara to continue with our almost one week of freediving adventure. As she noted in her post, we were back at our happy place (Panagsama, Moalboal) last Sunday. After checking in at Pescador View at around 8:15 PM, we decided to look for a place to eat. We felt hungry after more than three hours of catching up with the latest happenings both in the real world and in Hive. We decided to stroll along Panagsama Beach until Savedra to look for an open restaurant. It was so quiet considering that it was Sunday night. If it was pre-pandemic, that area would have been complete chaos with a lot of tourists, both local and foreigners, walking that narrow path. That time, we were the only ones there.

We frequently pass by that area near French Cafe, but we ignored the other side where the sardine run is usually located. It was a common sight for us so we just usually pass by and find some interesting places to dine in. That night, because almost all of the establishments were closed, one small restaurant caught our eye. We stopped and found these interesting murals. More on that later. I'll explain that Big Daddy Hungarian Sausage first to clear that away.

The restaurant is Hungry Monkeys and I just did a quick check on their social media presence and I found out that they have awesome reviews on Facebook. If you happen to visit Panagsama, Moalboal, please do try that place out. Anyway, we checked their menu to decide if we would have to stay or walk for another minute or so to find a place to eat. I was interested in their sausages. Knowing @indayclara, she immediately exclaimed: "I want Big Daddy!", which really made the restaurant owner cackle with delight. I was about to choose something else, but the owner said that it's a Hungarian sausage. I'm sold out when it's Hungarian so I decided to also have that one. Hence the title, Big Daddy Hungarian Sausage. It's not something else different. It's just the name in Hungry Monkeys' menu. Wait, why am I explaining myself?

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Here's the scalding tea:

We were really excited to eat at that restaurant. We talked a lot while eagerly waiting for our orders. However, our excitement was cut short because there was this group of locals, all men, who came to the restaurant. It's clear that they were drunk and wanted to continue their drinking session. It was fine until one of them became so loud and unruly.

It was still fine with me because we would be leaving anyway after our orders were ready. Until one of them noticed me and asked where we're from. I told them we were from the city. They continued to ask if we're already booked and what activities we would be doing in Panagsama. I answered that we would just be freediving. That was when that arrogant guy asked who's our instructor. I answered that no one because it would just be a fun dive.

He continued talking about how rich people will just buy gears and immediately call themselves freedivers. I think that's partly true, but I'm not even rich. I'm just thankful to Hive for the gears that I bought. He even added that if we would be having a competition at that moment, he would reach 60 meters. He's so full of himself. I didn't bother anymore, but I laughed in my mind. I thought he might be lacking something for him to compensate that much that his confidence reached the level of cockiness. I mean men have to compensate if they lack something. Maybe his sausage is not Hungarian enough? 😏 Or there's a significant lack of educational attainment? ✌ Or it was a full moon, that's why people were so full of themselves? Dunno. I just know it's not worth the energy to have discourse with.

I just leave it to the universe. His cockiness will be his undoing.

We left the table and talked to the owners to hasten the preparation of our orders so that we can leave immediately. The worst part was that they even tried to go where were. He's really something.

We just enjoyed our Big Daddy Hungarian Sausage at Pescador View, our usual place in Panagsama. Here's the Hungarian Sausage that I was talking about:

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