The unofficial national dish of the Philippines gets a fittingly simple presentation at this very casual Foster-Powell family restaurant (and party-platter takeout standby). The perfectly simmered chicken and vinegary, garlicky sauce need no adornment, just enough rice to soak up the liquid so no drop goes uneaten. For a shot of color, though, end the meal with ice cream–topped halo halo shaved ice, or pick up a pink-wrapped bath bomb by the register.