_of JOGOYA Sucks*

*Q.L.'s status in FB.

   To me, the title reflected the situation very accurately (We went there for lunch on Thursday). But because I am such an old hag very "creative" tonight, I shall modify a slogan out of it.

~Transportation (return): RM50

~Spending some "quality time" with Q.L.: RM98

~The experience of having bad food: Priceless.

 "There are some things money can't buy. For everything else, there's MasterCard."

  Right. The idiot who wrote the slogan should be whacked on the head. 

----Oh wait. Let me google it.----

MasterCard Wikipedia : I'm sorry, Mr. Emery. Your ad doesn't seem to work very well here.

  It seems like maybe, just a teeny bit MAYBE, I favour a much different taste than others?

_of The Fateful Day When Hundreds of Bombs Dropped on A Restaurant

Or the more-usual and slightly under-dramatic name would be:

the Food Escapade - Restoran Jom Cari Makan.

p.s.: Part I is here, and Part II is there. And Part III is the one you are reading now.


  It's going to be an extremely dull post, due to the fact that I am fairly disappointed with the food. Also, it is entirely based on my own experience, which happened to be Today.

I never knew I look like this when I am feeling disappointed. Nor have I ever knew this is a Natural Look of Disappointment.

Back to the main point.


  So, I was trying to find some Halal Chinese cuisine the other day, and the fact that I trust bloggers' opinions more these days I am quite kiasu (read: lazy) to find/venture out by myself, I have decided to check out the veracity of a food blogger's review about the Restoran Jom Cari Makan.


  I didn't bother to take a photo of the front view of the restaurant, because if I do, I would be standing in the middle of the road, trying to incite all cars to drive pass through into me.

...somehow, I have a feeling that The Fateful Car is going to be just like this.

   But, fret not! I have an article about the restaurant, found in The Star, written in 2009. Beats me why the quality of it declined rapidly over the years... *sarcasm*


  I will admit this once: I am an annoying brat who tends to pick argument whenever I am not happy about food. Since the article is included, I will analyse it based on what happened TO ME.


--- Okay, I won't pick on the faults in the article, it is unfair, I know. Coz it's 2009.---


Is it okay if I give you the pictures I took instead?


1.  Quantity...

Hailam Mee.

   I don't mind if the food's price is expensive, as long as it is delicious. This, in fact, is quite delicious. The only thing that irks me if the amount of the mee - it is so scarce (yes, I am using the word ACCURATELY) that it should be renamed as The-Veggies-(and-Two-Small-Prawns)-Drenched-In-Hailam-Sauce.


2. The type of noodles used...


Hokkien Mee.

   This was what Q.L. ordered that night (we went to the place twice, for reasons which will be mentioned below). She complained about the type of noodles used by the chef (Yee Mee is used here), frankly, I don't give a damn. She liked the sauce, but for me (yes, I took some spoonfuls), the sauce was too sweet; not exactly my Thing, I guess.

3. Soup next...


Tomyam Soup.

   Of course, credit is given where it is due. This is, by far, the only food that Q.L. and I are satisfied with. (Truth be said, we think it is not spicy enough. But let's not be as picky as Q.L. ^_^).


4. The House's Specialty...


Mongolian Chicken.

   We had this for takeaway. And we regretted it. Note the name was Mongolian Chicken and allow me to quote Q.L. here:


  "Hmm... Really not sure why we don't like/cannot accept it. Maybe it is because the chicken is from Mongolia, or the sauce is a Mongolian sauce, or maybe it is the fact that the chef is a Mongolian."


  When my brain translated the above sentences, I had a thought going on:


Since when do the Mongolians cook Curry with Mayonnaise before? 


  I vividly remember that spices (like curry leaves) came from Malacca or China from long long ago. Must be my memory which has failed me. Screw you, History!


5. Miscellaneous foods...


  As I grew tired of naming every fault, I shall just put pics and more pics below.

Pattaya Fried Rice

  We think you will like this, IF you like tasteless omelette and cabbages and sawi/choi sam instead of the usual carrot, green peas and whatever things they usually put inside a pattaya fried rice.


Fried Wantan.

   WE JUST LOVED THIS.

---Oh, come on! You really think that at this juncture, I am going to write about some nice food? Really? You must have lots of faith in humanity, then.---


  Three words: Soggy When Takeaway, But-Better-Cooked-If-Compared-To-Be-Eaten-On-The-Spot. My bad! That's not three words. I have lost interest in counting properly.


Just one more...


6. Mother of All Failed Food...

An assortment of dimsums.

   I realize that I am not one to critic dimsum, this is because it is my first time to eat steam ones. And like ALL first times (I dare you to argue with me about it), the experience sucks.


  Pictures tend to explain more. But if you are skeptical about it, Q.L. (who has eaten tons of dimsums in her whole life, so far) agreed with me that the dimsums were the worst dimsums she had ever eaten.


Fair Honest comment, people!




_of Reasons why We Went for Two Days:


1. The service was very poor the first time we went there. We had to wait for ONE HOUR for the dimsums to be served (and that is after the customers who ordered later than us got theirs). So, Q.L. went berserk.

Imagine Q.L. waving her Heybabies around.

  If you don't know what Heybabies, you sure haven't read my post yet.


And we cancelled our order.


2. We didn't manage to try the House's Specialty that day, and we kept thinking about it. So, we went for the second time. And the third time. Because nobody informed us that dimsums are sold starting 2pm only, and we were there during lunch.


  It must be my born-paranoid feeling. I kept thinking that because of our abrupt leave the other night, their service was even poorer than before (not many people were there) and the quality fell rapidly.


  But like I've mentioned before, it is all MY OWN personal opinion. You can try to eat there, and you can "bomb"/"stab"/"show off" to me about the OH-SO-GREAT experience you have there. Go On. But caveat, people! You have been warned.


  And I am sorry to give you horrid details of my food escapade. Here's a bunny for you...

I didn't say I would give you a cutesy-bitsy one, did I? *evil, maniacal laughter*

_of Food Escapade - Part II (Chili's)

p.s.: Part I is here.

   For those who don't know me enough, I am fond of food. Rats! Scratch that. Everyone is fond of food, but my addiction is rather slightly over moderation. And because I am somehow a bit weird (okay, VERY weird. Satisfied?), I choose some rather unpopular/unconventional food to eat.

Cookies~~ *cough cough*

  Often, the result is disastrous.

Unlike this.

   So, I am going to show you people some Chili's pictures that I've taken/eaten recently.

CAUTION: Do not believe those who said the portion is very large or enough for MANY people. After eating, Q.L. and I thought that "one person eating is enough, two people sharing is sad and three people eating for a portion is stretching-it-a-bit-too-far-and-kinda-pathetic", except the burgers.

As usual, we will start with The Box:

Or the take-away paper bag, if you insist.

Then, the appetizers:

This is the signature egg roll. Q.L. and I disliked them, must be because of the black beans inside. That's for one portion, THREE rolls ONLY.

The Wings over Buffalo is nice, better than Friday's in fact. Q.L. ate most of them, because she said that "You-don't-eat-any-drumstick-also-lah".

We hated this, and we still do now. I'm sorry. We couldn't bear to finish it anyway. Just in case you are asking (which I know you are not), it is the chicken-ham-plus-beef-bacon-sandwich.

WE absolutely LOVED THIS. Actually, it is a main course (FOR ME), but the portion is so small, it ended up being our appetizer. It's called the Honey Breaded Chicken.

The main courses:

I wanted to eat fish that day, so I tried this. Q.L. ordered this Firecracker Dory fish, but since she ate MOST of my Honey Breaded Chicken, I ate this. Before you point your fingers to me and scream... "YOU ARE SO CRUEL!!!!", let me tell you that Q.L. didn't like this much on account of it being TOO sweet and NOT spicy at all.

Like I've said before, I never liked lamb. And I still don't. Q.L. ordered the Lamb shank, and she finished it ALL BY HERSELF. And then, she had the nerve to say that It. Is. Not. Big. Enough.

Let's be dramatic here...

Oh! The Cruelty of Life!!!

=.=!!! Continue.

The side dish:

I only ate a small spoon of the Mashed Potato with Black Pepper Gravy (please don't ask where the gravy is, I think it ran away). It might taste better if it was served HOT.

And finally, the bill:

Q.L.'s paying. MUAHHHAHHAHAHHAAAHAHAA....

  Actually, no. We went Dutch. We always are, I've noticed.

I found this on the Internet:

  I think it's funny. See, I've told you. I'm weird.

p.s. If you think this Chili's post is NOT enough, Q.L. has more here.

_of Food Escapade (Pavilion-Related)

  Not that I think of my exciting Food Journey something that is dumb or stupid (which, apparently, is the meaning of "escapade" in Oxford Dictionary.) And since I am extremely jammed right now (with another Defamation essays - previous entry here, when can I get over them???), I will just show pictures. As promised in here, albeit pics-loaded only. Bear with me, dear people.

_of SnowFlake:

The yam soy-ice.

The peanut tohua.

  I will have to admit, Q.L. and I are more crazy when we deal with Snowflake desserts. Insanity beyond recognition, I believe. Here are the proofs:

The drinks.

The "more drinks".

  Before you guys start chasing us with spikes and nails and hammers around, I need to clarify one thing: this is a-few-weeks' supply. Now is the 3rd week and we still have some left. In the fridge.

_of Manhattan Fish Market:

The quad delights.

The flaming prawns.

The mojito.

The tropical breeze.

The ice-cream brownie.

The err... half-full seafood chowder.

The empty prawn olio.

  The only thing that we didn't get to finish in the above pictures is the oysters. I like oysters. Q.L. doesn't. So, if Q.L. didn't finish them, it is forgivable. Instead, when I wouldn't even want to touch them, you could know there is something wrong there, couldn't you?

  Just in case you really couldn't, here's a hint: They are slimy.

Ewww.

_of Tarbush Express:

The napkin.

The shawarna chicken.

  Q.L. ordered the briyani lamb, too. But she finished it rather quickly, that is why I couldn't snap a picture of it. The grilled-chicken-rolled-up-in-a-pita-bread was delicious, the pita bread was thin (Q.L. was surprised of this, I don't know why) and the chicken was flavourful. Oh, the briyani rice was a bit heavily-flavoured to me, the spices were overwhelming.

_of Korean's Sam Sam stall in the Food Court:

The bimbim bap.

The glass noodles. With rice.

  For your information, Q.L. and I didn't finish these two dishes. They were plain. I cooked better glass noodles dish than it, and Q.L. tasted traditional/original flavour bimbim bap in their country last year. So yeah, we are qualified to criticize the dishes.

_of Little Wok:

The chicken wing fried rice. The Cantonese kuey tiaw. The fried yee mee (not pictured).

  The reason why you couldn't see some of the dishes is not the same as above. We couldn't bear to finish them. I am sorry to say, the dishes were pathetic. 

Too harsh, I know. But that is because we paid for the foods ourselves with cold, hard cash. (Somehow, the sentence is translated into: "Both of us are not famous, thus no one would ever want to invite us to review their dishes.")

p.s.: You can see the briyani lamb in the last picture. Look closely, it's the one inside the container where all left was the bones. That is how good the lamb is. To Q.L., that is. I never like lamb.

_of Awesome Desserts vs. Headache-Induced Desserts

P.S.: This will be a pretty long entry, brace yourself! 

  

First thing to be dealt with:

Let's agree on this.

 So, what shall a girl eat on a Saturday's night? 

Okay. This is a sick joke. I shall not do one anymore.

  A girl eat this instead...

...and rightfully do so, too. What is "calories" except words invented by Men to scare the living off?

  Therefore, like the awesome free people that we are people that are highly conscious about the importance of desserts, Q.L. and I stormed went to Pavilion and tried a new kind of desserts (new to us, that is).

  

  If, by now, you are still not sure whether Snowflake is the "Awesome Desserts" or the other one, then you can be excused. At the moment. However, at the end of this post, if you are still feeling doubtful about it, I suggest you "pack your bags, take out your whole lifetime savings, hail a cab out of nowhere, and rush into Pavilion 4th floor, and order one of their bestselling Desserts".

  Pictures (just to tempt your taste buds) are included here:

This is their Top Bestseller. I don't like it personally. Neither did Q.L. It was rather ordinary, I'm afraid. But the "yellow dumplings" are delicious. It has a sweet chewy texture that borders on the edge of "delicious".

 

 

 

Apparently, Q.L. and I agreed that this is the best Snowflake Dessert that we have ever tasted. Not that we have tasted everything, mind you. We are as picky as the person sitting next to us at the kiosk there. It's called the "Soy Bean Series", quite delicious. And the soybean-flavored ice was heaven. Or music to our ears. Or the dawn of the new beginning. If you get what I mean.

We went to Pavilion twice just to get our hands on this Dessert. Consider this fact: when you are living somewhere in PJ, if you are willing to go to Pavilion on a Saturday or Sunday night just to eat some kind of desserts (for more or less half an hour), and then go back home, then you must understand that it might just be the best Dessert ever.

This is a variation of the Soy Bean Series, they have 5 to choose from. But Q.L. and I did not like it, it has black glutinous rice in it. And some other unmentionable dark stuffs. Yep, very dark indeed.

Q.L.'s favourite drink. It is the famous Pearl Tea. The tea is worth to be mentioned, though. We can never get over the fact that they use Jasmine Tea. It is weird, but the tea smells nice, and though it tastes weird, it is addictive. 

My favourite. My quote: "难喝到我喜欢", and it is true. It has a very distinct smell (Jasmine tea) and a very distinct taste (Tea Lime Jelly) that I think it comes from the other side of "deliciousness".

 

And Q.L. thinks I'm weird.

 

  Enough with that. I have done introducing our new fave Desserts in town. It is time for the "headache-induced" ones. Please note that this is clearly my own thoughts and my personal taste, therefore, in no way that I am condemning any products. Just be fair to me, okay?

We will start with this. This is me. Having eaten the "headache-induced" desserts, I clearly had some issue of "splitting head".

Then, it went on to "getting the feel of being electrified". The headache was too hard to bear, I had to grind my teeth and hoping against hope that my hair won't turn out like this tomorrow.

A few minutes later. This is what I had become. Clearly, you have noticed that I have gone from being nearly bald to full of wavy hair, but that is not the point. You can still count on getting wrinkles, joints dislocating, and toothless teethless.

A few hours later. I was such a wreck.

 

 

   So, you might want to ask me, what kind of desserts does the "heart-wrenching, head-stabbing" moves on me?

Black "puddle" = brownies. Not included: hazelnuts.

Black "cubes" = truffles.

Sigh.

_of Something Unrelated that Somehow Got into This Post...

Yuck

P.S.: "Saturday". It was not a typo, nor did I forgot what day it is today. I just reckon, when something "good + bad + everything in between" happen, it is always on a Saturday. No? Well, at least it DOES that in the books I read.