Unli Broth, Unli Beef, Unli Saya

Snappy Sario, May 17, 2025

You don’t come to Supreme Beef Hotpot to eat quickly. You come here to linger.

The first thing that hits you isn’t the smell though it should be. Bone broth that’s been simmering since before noon. Fatty brisket curling at the edges of the plate. Satay bubbling like a scene from some flavor-rich fever dream.

No, what hits you first is the energy.

That deeply Filipino mix of chaos and comfort, a table full of people laughing, reaching, shouting over each other in the universal language of shared hunger.

Hotpot, Filipino Style

In the Philippines, we don’t do quiet meals. We don’t portion with tweezers. We don’t wait politely for turns.

We go in.

A bowl of spicy hotpot soup starts a conversation. A plate of fat beef slices sparks an argument. Brisket, chuck, ox tripe, wagyu — they all hit the broth like a beat drop in a 90s karaoke bar. The room doesn’t fall silent. It gets louder.

Because this isn’t just a meal. This is group therapy. This is bonding in boiling broth. This is hotpot the Filipino way.

The Religion of “Unli”

Filipinos don’t just like value. We worship it. And the holy trinity of unli broth, unli beef, and unli saya (joy) is scripture for barkadas, titas, and couples on date night.

What makes Supreme Beef Hotpot different isn’t just the quality — though the wagyu really does melt in your mouth. It’s that here, you’re allowed to go overboard.

Unlimited beef hotpot isn’t just a promo. It’s permission. Permission to stack your plate high. To go back for seconds, thirds, twelfths. To try every hotpot soup base from clear to sibut to that spicy satay lava that makes your nose run and your heart sing.

And no one’s judging. Everyone’s doing the same thing.

Let It Boil

Food in the Philippines is always more than food.

It’s the barkada teasing each other over who hogged the last beef slice. It’s the lolo quietly sipping the herbal broth, saying nothing, but staying longer than usual. It’s the couple holding hands while their bullwhip (yes, that one) cooks slowly in the middle of the pot.

It’s the silence between slurps. The laughter between dips.

It’s what makes Supreme Beef Hotpot not just the best hotpot restaurant in Manila, but a place where time slows down and appetite turns into something holy.

What You Leave

With Eventually, you’ll leave. But not quickly. And definitely not hungry.

You’ll smell like broth. Your belly will be full. Your phone will be overloaded with blurry photos and meat pics.

And later that night, you’ll scroll through those photos and think,

“Damn, that was a good meal.”

You might even dream of beef.