Lorena’s Restaurant

When you first walk in there is a bar but make your way to the back for the real magic! I came in looking for some authentic Filipino food as I hadn’t had any since my last trip to Cubao and let me tell you, this place did not disappoint. It was delicious to say the least and the staff were such sweethearts. Since it was a slow night the owner sat down with us and we chatted for a while after the meal. Will definitely be back!

There hours are 11:00am-2:00pm. With hours like that I dont imagine this restaurant will survive much longer.

This place used to be Yong’s Korean Restaurant. Now it is a Filipino/​Honduran restaurant. I ordered a Filipino dish called Sisig (chopped pig’s ears, liver, red oinions, Thai peppers, and other seasonings.) I know some of you are probably disgusted, but hey, that’s cultural food. They also serve pork/​chicken adobo, lumpia, and other Filipino food. The food is actually delicious and spicy! I gave this place a three star because my meal costs $ 13.99, and rice is included with the meal. However, I don’t think it should cost this much, and they would attract more people if they drop the price to maybe $ 7.99. Other than that this place is a good place to eat.

Ate here for the first time for lunch. Looks like they had another Latin themed menu, but being half pinoy, we had to try the filipino dishes. We had pancit canton, sisig, and pork adobo with turòn (banana lumpia) for dessert. First impression was a good one! Food was delicious and I’ll definitely come back to try other menu items.

Recently visited and had the Lumpia and Pansit. Very tasty and fresh. All dishes cooked to order but well worth the wait. Good to have a Philipino food option in FWB.

It was one of those things that just didn’t feel right the moment you step in. Dark, smokey, a step right by the front door that you didn’t see in the dark as you stumble into a dance area. Walking through the hallway, you come upon a few despondent tables. Tinder dates, how wrong they can go. The guy I was meeting looked 50 times worse in real life, with deep cratered acne scars that didn’t show up in the low resolution photos. He was awkward, and brought an ugly striped sweater that he draped across the back of a chair. That might have been okay except it was Florida in the height of summer. Eyeballs sweated from just being outside.
He said he had eaten there. So I ordered the only thing that I could possibly tolerate on the menu, a glass of wine. It may be, arguably, the worst wine I’ve had. I was not looking for any sort of quality but maybe a Rex Goliath or at least Barefoot or Foxtail for Christ’s sake. But no, this was syrupy red wine, refrigerated. Needless to say, I got out of there fast as I could and will be happy to never return.