Cathy, Deng and I had our slightly-later-than-usual dinner at Friday's yesterday.
I was famished and dying for some good food. It happens when you've been fed mixed rice at 6.30pm everyday for the past 2 months. RM30.60 per person for a meal that almost sent me to Hell. What more could I ask for?
I've edited the pictures to have a slight I'm-in-Heaven effect to represent my feelings at that moment *big grin*
We feasted on the Calamari for about 5 minutes and we were done, waited a bit and they came out all at once.
The insides were stickier than remembered.
Somehow the tomatoes they cook taste so much more edible than the ones at home. The chicken was a bit on the dry side though.
What I was really eating was a liberal coat of flour-on-chicken. The dressing for this totally killed me though.
This one sent me to the Gates of Hell.
The interval between this dessert and the second yanked me back out.
Loved the cookie!!
The ice cream was a mere "meh" on my "Rate-That-Ice-Cream!" chart for teenagers.
For mature audiences, it would have been "Pretty fucked up".
For general audiences, I'd rate it a 2 out of 5. It tasted really mild.
My next "Kitchen Escapade" (I should really make this a miniseries) will involve Honey Mustard! But first, I have to get it from a store, somewhere.