If I translate the greek fonts, it would read as Avrio (Goodbye).
It’s the season of farewells. But as they say, life goes on. And that’s how 11 of us were shacked up in the cozy corner of CYMA to celebrate work-life’s cherished moments with two of friends in the CLT.
Thanks to Nilo, I was introduced to Cyma which reminds me of Greek Tavern from the defunct Streetlife in Glorietta. I had a chance to mull Cyma closely while waiting for the guests of honor to arrive. The ambience was cozy and quiet save for us boisterously exchanging stories. True to Grecian architecture, interiors were pristine white with navy blue wooden chairs as highlights. I loved the dramatic blue dome-shaped ceiling with black chandeliers. Food choices were staggeringly abundant with authentic Greek cuisine and some fusion dishes. Interestingly, wine bottles served as the table centerpieces. I thought the staff doubted if we can pay for it because I noticed he took the wine off the table after we’ve been sitting there for the past 30 minutes without ordering anything. Hmmm. Thank goodness by six o’clock, the CLT was in full force.
The appetizers Roka Salata and Pita Bread slices with cottage cheese dip and some humus (I think) was heavenly! Jas even ordered take home salad for her hubby. We kept mumbling that we were full already after platefuls of the salad and bread. But Mj and I had our eyes on the Lamb Souvlaki with yoghurt dressing (authentic Greek savoire). Surprisingly, more entrée poured one after the other! The night went on with snippets of funny stories here and there until alas it’s time to do twenty questions for Zarah and James. Out of confidentiality clause I promised not to publish the (controversial? interesting?) excerpts from the Q&A ranging from the most unforgettable personalities, the toughest/crying moments, top 3 crush-able men (for Zarah), best boss, horrible boss (of which to both they did not answer… playing safe!), kilig moments, I-wanna-pull-my-hair-moments, etc etc. I can tell you though the people Zarah will miss most in Cabuyao are #1 the Liquids Women Dream Team (Jas, Bevs, herself and yours truly… need we say more?) and #2 Ninnie for her Admin/DC days.
But the highlight of the evening was the token lovingly prepared by Mama Joyce – Zarah and James each got a wonderful scrapbook of Cabuyao memories with pictures through the years and messages from CLT friends. I knew everyone was silently wishing they’d get a scrapbook too when it’s their turn for farewell bash!
For Zarah, personally, I will miss: our chicahan over coffee on kikay stuff, our Liquids bonding and women night out, our very efficient but dramatic and emotionally charged reviews with “those who must not be named” (Zarah was the diplomat, I was the “Taray-Queen”, Jas is our rescuer when finally we got into trouble for not bending in to the ridiculous SOS date), having exchanged the same Christmas gift with each other twice!, bonding at PS Band 3 college and our shopping expeditions. The memories of the past six years are too many to mention.
And of course, James has been officially immortalized in Fat Tuesday!
As they say, there are really no goodbyes after all… just, see you around!
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