The visit was sometime back but todate I still feel a bit upset whenever I recall the incident there. Foodwise, nothing we tried stood out neither did any made us run to the toilet. It was the music-chair-roundabout service that was most memorable.
There we were. 4 of us straight out of the GSC cinema happily chatting and exchanging views about the movie (cannot recall what it was) while looking for a place to placate our rumbling tummies. Saw this place and decided to try since it had quite a crowd in it.
Only available table was outside. Sat down and menus were promptly provided. We had:-
Cheese Baked Rice
Honey Roasted Pork Ribs Rice
Fried Spagetti with Pork Fillet
Hot & Spicy Nissin NoodlesOrdered drinks (1 iced Milo and 2 glasses of plain water) arrived except my hot Ying Yong tea (ie tea mixed with coffee). Reminded a passing waitress. Waited, no tea. Reminded another who somehow was convinced that it's a new order which a new order chit is required. Spend a few precious minutes explaining that the old order did not arrive. Cleared things when caught hold of the girl who took our order. My drink came - iced. No, no, no, I told her. She said will check and revert. Not sure whether she checked as she did not return. Stopped another who needs to go check too. Ice was melting. Probably due to my rising temper. She came back and said that it is not the policy of the company to exchange. Asked her whether is was their policy not to be bothered with customer's order. Gave us a sour look and walked off. I stopped another young 'ciku' who again left in a hurry to check. This time, a tomboyish girl came who asked us to repeat our (more of mine as by this time, friends had finished their respective meals and find my predictament entertaining) dissatisfaction all over again. Finally she took the diluted drink away and got another girl (yes, yes plenty of young petite skippity-hop girls waiting tables) to send over my Ying Yong.Taste? That victory was too exhaustive to enjoy.
Our bill which friends happily split my share:-
They claimed 'my scene' was better than the movie!
Location: Inside Berjaya Times Square. Don't remember which floor and don't care.
By the way, pictures are blurry. It was tough juggling with focusing the camera, stopping hungry companions from attacking the dishes and explaining to the ever-changing waitresses about my MIA (missing in action) cup of tea.