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Van Gogh is Bipolar: Chase away depression simply by visiting this restaurant


There's a quaint little restaurant in Quezon City that serves quirky and delectable dishes that make you happy (or at least improve your mood) when you feel down. Van Gogh is Bipolar is Jetro Rafael's house slash resto at Maginhawa Street in Sikatuna Village. Just like the iconic Dutch artist, Jetro has been diagnosed with bipolar disorder, so he built a place where people can dine on delicious meals that trigger happy hormones in the body.

"It's healing me," Jetro told Rappler. "So it's my best way to share whatever gift and experience I've had in this place." On the menu he has included salmon, honey, turkey, cabbage, nuts and tea to name a few ingredients, which are thought to have mood-boosting properties. He's also named dishes after temperamental historical figures and celebrities. There's a Courtney Love's Potion, intended to reduce anxiety, and Virginia Woolf's Tears, aimed at staving off depression.

I haven't been to Kyusi in months. I should go before the year ends.






Opening hours are irregular, so call ahead. You can also follow Van Gogh is Bipolar on Facebook to keep up to date with all the latest promos and happenings. 

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