Your shorter-than-average person can, if they really want to, find a home at Manila's Hobbit House. Where they cook the food, wait the tables, make the drinks, and put on variety shows, as the Philippine's sideshow-worthy Hobbit House is anything but an equal-opportunity employer. Here's the long and (mainly) short of it:
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On the surface, the Hobbit House looks like any other self-respecting, kinda-grimy Manila bar...
It serves up schnitzels and sells quality suds.
But, wait. That stage. That eerie green light... What's this place all about, really?
That's right, it's a place where "little people entertainment" has been the norm since a regular-sized person was inspired by reading Lord of the Rings in the '70s and said, "F-it! I'm building me a Hobbit House!"
[Sidebar: Rumor has it the resto was the brainchild of an American Peace Corps worker. People suffering from dwarfism in the Philippines faced severe prejudice in the workplace at the time (and probably still do today, the world over), so he decided to create an all-dwarf workforce. Take this for what it's worth... a small concession.]
We're not even going to touch the political correctness of this photo... Instead, we'll calmly mention that the dude on the left is probably not Irish, and the shirt on the right definitely does not need an apostrophe.
NB: The man in the powder-blue shirt is 5ft 1in.
Bizarre, seemingly enjoyable times are had at the Hobbit House, and with a backdrop of framed Americana, how can they not be?
It's ever-so-subtle, but that dude on the left has a pretty radical neckbeard.
So go to the Hobbit House the next time you're kicking around Manila. They're sure to welcome you with open arms, even if they can't fit them around your fat stomach.