Finio

Everydayperson

3.0

We went here in the morning. There were 6 dishes, 2 drinks, goto and champorado to choose from. You can reheat a pandesal. The food is ok. Not bad for P135.

Rifni

1.0

I met a TV director (of this talk show that airs over the leading network) here at Finio one afternoon. You see, we always talk about food before and after grinds that we agreed to finally, meet up here and pig-out. The big day came and I was (massively!) disappointed at some aspects of this buffet restaurant.It didn't help that there was a big birthday celebration that day. The relatively small restaurant was close to imploding with all those festive birthday attendees who indulged in unbelievably high decibel laughter with playful imps who kept on running back and forth to the iced-tea machine. In short, it was hell on Earth.Let's talk about the food on the spread. Nothing tasted right except for the crispy chicken in, what I sensed, to be sweet and sour sauce (go figure). The Pancit Canton was a surprise. Surprisingly bland. The iced tea? It was sweet, sweet and sweet. I wouldn't be shocked (moot and academic?) if they admit that they use powder mix (duh). Direk asked for dessert and was presented one in a plastic little soup bowl. They claimed it to be Coffee Jelly. I say, Black Jelly in Mayonnaise. That was how it tasted.And there was service (alleged service). Two men in casual clothes were assigned to bus the soiled plates and refill the chafing dishes and one chubby person in long-sleeved polo shirt and black pants who looked like he slept in his uniform for two nights... and counting. I'm not even going to talk about cleanliness here. Because there was none.Well, it was an experience. It works for some. So, let them enjoy Finio. Maybe they are the exact diners Finio is existing for. Makes you wonder... who are these people?