a whole lotta grumpy

Since the start of ramadhan, i have berbuke puasa outside a total of 4 times. and 3 times i was disappointed with the level of service, and appaled at the number of people who dcided to berbuke out the same day i did.

the 1st time i berbuke out dis year was at sime darby convention centre w my mom and adik2. it was a friday. and i guess it was our mistake we shouldnt have gone on friday when offices held iftar with their collegues. there we were, a tiny tiny, breakfast table seating 4 person. surrounded by gigantic 10 person tables of office ppl dressed in their baju kurungs and kebayas n i even saw a lady wearing an elaborate kaftan with matching headgear. no. it was not a tudung. nor was it a scarf. i looks like the headgear worn by d africans. with a huge brooch at the top. ala tiara. seriously. its a buffet kak. not an awards show. oh and the food was just mediocre. or sumwhr below that. they lost me at the cold roast lamb with congealed fat.

the 2nd time was my belated birthday surprise by jj and la at this chinese seafood place in subang. superb food. bt service was so bad. but come to think of it. service thr has always been bad. we still go back coz the crabs and oysters are worth murdering someone for.

the third time was with my mass comm classmates at asia cafe in one utama which was ok. initially we wanted chicken rice bt the place was packed solid so we settled for asia cafe.

the fourth attempt was on merdeka day. again at 1 utama after i finished reading. it was still fairly early at 545pm. as we left tv3 i saw cars parked by the roadside as far as the eye can see. worse then the usual line of cheapskate cars who refuse to pay the 1 ringgit parking fee (prefering to get summons worth 100 ringgit instead. but im not judging).

we were directed to park at the newly built office building (schlumberger i tink. hi!! hire mee!!) and had to walk 1000 miles and cross the old wing car park to get into ou. by the time we reached the mall i had blisters. i was wearing 5 inch shoes. we had dcided on chickn rice shop early on, having been deprived of it the week befire.

we arrived at the rest at 6 and were told they were full. again. dcided to walk to chilis den i realized, hello, chicken rice shop pon full, chilis confirm penuh kot! blistered grumpy me walked on and got grumpier when he refused to carry my handbag coz he saw a guy carrying his gf's handbag the nite b4 and according to him the guy looked 'emasculated'. phbtt!! i didnt think he looked emasculated, i would have even applauded him for being such a dear if didnt he look so weird. he was wearing sunglasses indoors... at 930 freaking pm!!

*googled*

fuming and in pain, we walked to new wing and all rest had a man/lady standing in front going 'do u hv reservations?' to which we replied 'no we dont' and they went 'im sorry miss were full'. reservation?? for a plave called penang flavours? or otak otak place?? places that i dont even go to on normal non puasa days. by now i had smoke coming outta my ears and my arms were aching from my luggage handbag. made a mental not to clear handbag of unneccessary things. he offered to carry my handbag this time but i was too grumpy to care.

*blistery achey hungry grumpy pms janna is never nice*

we finally went to bbq chicken and was told to wait for this indian couple to finish their meal b4 we cud sit. they ate... and ate... and talked... and talked sumore...

*yes yes go ahead, this is the perfect time to discuss important world issue and plan your entire life ahead while blistery achey hungry grumpy pms me watch u. by all means! take ur time!*

we finally got to sit minutes b4 berbuka and i got my ice lemon tea seconds b4 the azan. and it was diebetic hell. our food arrived some time later and omg, i have never had such bad fries before! it was of inferior quality and was hard and had an almost rubbery texture. and was yellow as opposed to golden brown. like it was dipped in recyled oil instead of fried. hello. they're fries, not foie gras. he had beef burger and the dry crumbly burger bun had seen better days. like last month?

overall, it was a disappointing meal and overpriced for the quality they served. my tiny chicken leg with rubber fries and coleslaw cost us 16 not including tax. expensive considering only the mini chicken was edible ok.

*googled*

we went to uptown later that night and hit food orgasm at 4 ringgit. in a plate of char kuey teow.

breaking fast outside is so off putting nowadays. id rather cook sumtin at home and drink a gallon of water (watermelon, apple, orange juice, ribena, mango lassi) for free. imagine how much id have to pay to drink so byk air sedap at restaurants!

needless to say i wont be planning any buke puasa sessions again. unless its at my house. oh with the exception of one time. again at sime darby. coz a dear fren gave us free vouchers. but im so not going on a fri or sat or sunday. maybe a boring day like monday or tuesday...

oh and lastnight... we went out and he held my handbag without me asking... he hid it behind his back bt carried it nonetheless :) emasculated?? i dont think so...