The imposing bulk of the Intercontinental Hotel has stood sentinel at the corner of Edsa and Ayala Avenue for so long that it’s hard to imagine the entrance to the central business district of Makati without it.
Glancing at the plate of Jamon Iberico, sausages and goat cheese being served at Hotel InterContinental’s Prince Albert Rotisserie, I was reminded of my journeys in Spain, where eating was as much a part of the trip as were the magnificent landscapes and the age-old churches.
