Ah, the Filipino unli rice phenomenon—proof that carbs are our love language. For the price of one grilled chicken leg, you gain access to an endless cascade of white, fluffy mountains. Who needs fancy buffets when you’ve got Mang Inasal, where a rice refiller is more attentive than most romantic partners? Forget portion control; this is where the real culinary Olympics happen—plate after plate, a glorious carb marathon.

But trust the Filipino to level up the game. Why stop at eating their rice when you can bring your own? A discreet pot of kanin smuggled in your eco bag, paired with that free soup—voilà, a budget banquet. No corkage fee, no shame.

Unli rice isn’t just a meal; it’s a cultural statement. It’s the great equalizer, a way to say, “No matter what life throws at us, at least we’ll never run out of rice.”