These days, sushi has become mall fare, a bowl of Vietnamese pho is common winter comfort, and pad Thai has been tamed into ready-made box meals on the shelf at your local Acme. So it's a thrill to encounter an Asian culinary tradition that has yet to be reinterpreted for the American mainstream.
The food of the Philippines remains one of those final underexplored frontiers, at least on the East Coast. But I'm not entirely sure why. There are plenty of Filipinos in the region, especially around Cherry Hill. And unlike the fiery, fermented flavors of Korean cuisine (another misunderstood gem still awaiting its American culi-missionary), dishes from the Philippines are only mildly funky, with a warm salty-sour tang at the base of national dishes like adobo-stewed chicken. It borrows from the Chinese, Thai and Indian palettes, much as nearby Malaysia does. But the added Latin influence of Spanish cooking, due to Spain's long occupation of the archipelago, only heightens the tradition's accessible appeal.