Named after Mena Crisologo, Ilocos Sur’s 1st governor and patron of Ilocano art, Calle Crisologo displaces visitors a century into the past: not too incendiary a displacement, in fact. It’s even prettier at night. Just imagine the street lamps are gas-lit, ignore modern machinery and don your camisa de chino.
Note my inability for proper gastronomic critique. Keeping that in mind, I present the Vigan Empanada. Fried meat in a crispy cocoon, deep fried right before being served. Fried, deep fried food, double dipped in boiling oil to ensure freshness.
First bite reminded me of Cebu’s lechon skin. Finishing it was a struggle though I imagine meat-eater-brother would’ve had not qualms.
Pascual Bocarile owns Sorbetes De Vigan and for that day, flavors came in ube, pandan and keso–or was it mango? No, he’s not paying me to mention this.
Telling you, it’s different from a Coldstone experience but not without its merits. There’s certain allure to having sorbetes while walking along cobblestones.
Nearing the town plaza, you’ll find a supermart. A welcome necessity for restocking on traveler supplies and ammunition.