A quick walk from the boulevard is a neighborhood called Tinago (translated hidden or hiding place) and was for years the place to butcher animals. As a child I remembered going to there to find pigs and goats being cleaned by the river. Eventually a cottage industry of lechon (roast pork) restaurants grew out of the neighborhood.
Meg and I did not see a lechon or manukan (chicken barbecue) place by the Banica River. What was there was typical of local neighborhoods — sari-sari (variety) stores, a Philippine lottery office, roadside eateries, a barber and locals hanging out by the road on a stormy and lazy Sunday morning.