Hangry and Pissed Off

This is a bad Saturday. But it started out good on Friday (except the Godzilla movie. Bleagh). I have been reading and craving about Ipoh food on Claire's and Nancy's blog. So if I could experience Ipoh food in my neighborhood, why not, eh?

That was Friday. I walked in for a late lunch. Only two other tables were occupied.

What is Ipoh good for? One of it is Kai See Hor Fun. Right?

So that's what I ordered.

Yup, it was good. The broth was flavorful and the hor fun smooth and slippery. The two prawns were fresh but the chicken was obviously chicken breast and it was dryish. 

So I thought, hey this is good. I will come back for the curry noodles.

Saturday. I walked in late morning and the place was more than half full, filled with mostly families. At the table, you have the order chit and the server would come over to hand you the menu.

I sat there for the longest time and nobody paid me any attention. I know the servers were busy but surely someone would have noticed and what is so difficult about handing me the menu?

So I grabbed a pencil from another table (cos mine had none) and helped myself to a menu from the stack at the counter. After I filled up my order, a server took it from me together with the menu. And so I waited.

And waited. I did not remind the servers as I wanted to observe what would happen. Just then, a couple walked in and took the table beside me.

After 30 minutes (yes, 30 minutes), a server dropped the menu on my table.

Eh? Just like that. Why? Did he think that I have not ordered  yet? Or they lost my order and expected me to fill up another one?

And guess what? The couple who sat beside me got their orders less than 10 minutes after they were seated. 

And guess what? Madam upped and left in a huff. I was so pissed off. Ipoh or no Ipoh, I ain't coming back.

So. I had to look for something else to eat. I ended up with these.

Misery, thy name is yam cake.

Green bean thong sui.

I was still hangry hungry. I stopped by here.

Been wanting to visit.

I walked in and the environment (not the decor, but the whole feel) was very Chinese. I am Chinese but I don't thrive well in such an ecosystem.  I asked for the nasi lemak but was told that they only serve that on weekdays. So I left.

And I ended up having a nice burger elsewhere. Tell you about it later. 

So that was my not-so-good Saturday.

Sempena Hari Raya next week, I shall not be in such a grumpy mood.

I wish all my Muslim friends and readers

SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDIL FITRI.

MAAF ZAHIR BATIN. 

But tiada maaf bagi mu for those people at that Ipoh place.

With that, I shall be on a blogging break the whole of next week (I'm still working lah). See you the week after. Happy holidays!