Peanut butter is not my thing. Why I detest peanut butter, I really have no idea. But when I’m really hungry, I can eat a peanut butter sandwich.
So when I heard of Peanut Butter Company, I wanted to give peanut butter a chance to redeem itself and get on my good side. I was supposed to go on this little experiment with Justine–sorry love. They have a branch in Paseo Center, a three- to five-minute walk from our office. By the way, I don’t think they’re in any way affiliated with Peanut Butter & Co.
I ordered Cold Asian Noodles (Php135) to go. The service was fast enough, though I think it’s because very few were eating there. For Php135, the portions were pretty big–and affordable as a once-a-week lunch meal.
But as soon as I opened that little white carton box, peanut butter reeked like a freshly spritzed perfume. It wafted all throughout the office pantry, driving my senses to overdrive–in a bad, bad way. It looked nice, nonetheless. The diced tomatoes and shredded cucumbers were a nice touch. Only they did little to counter the strong peanut butter taste.
I didn’t like the flavor at all. I was expecting the peanut butter to play a supporting role in the dish and not dominate the entirety of the plate. But no, this dish will overwhelm you with peanut butter. Every bite was a struggle because it was too sweet, nutty and heavy.
In fact, it did not taste like a pasta dish at all. Maybe I should have listened to Kuya Renan’s warning not to visit this joint for the lack of anything decent and tasty to eat. Or I guess, this simply is not for non-peanut-butter-loving folks like me. My tummy ached like hell after devouring half of my pasta. Seriously. I was that grossed out. With that much stomach pain, I don’t think I’ll be seeing much of this restaurant soon.