I've seen the word 'Thai' used in restaurants naming such as TongueThai'd or AppaThaiZing none of which interest me, nor draw me closer nor strike the hunger chord as if to feel immediately following viewing such a name "man, I'm really glad I saw that sigh - as I'm magically transported on to the Thai food desires express train".
Nope, it just doesn't have that effect on me - and, on top of that - I fail to see the humor of the hurt and manipulation inflicted upon innocent letters by discombobulating them in such a infantile manner.
Also lurking in the dark cellars of bad names are the likes of Best & Super and Excellent - this strange place calls themselves Best - which ain't saying much when your the Only Thai in town - it says nothing - or am I missing something?
--- The phone gets passed off to another woman who seemed friendly enough - she took my order, which was two appetizers and one entree "$33.x" I appreciate getting my total prior to disembarking. Then I drive up to what by all accounts looks like a prototype 70's manufactured home that didn't make it to the production department, which is no indictment against such dwellings, I happen to like them myself - but I did begin to wonder how this transformation went down - it's a residential type looking thing.
-- As I reached for the door handle, there's a sign - and I'm all in on reading signs prior to crossing thresholds and neatly typed in Times New Roman 20 goes on a little blerb explaining their higher food costs and how it's inevitable that the end user (me and you) will see that reflection upon their bill. And I appreciate that, enough so that I said so, something to the effect of "I appreciate your honest and integrity to post such a sign" and she basically ignored me.
I tipped a few bucks and removed myself as not a single soul took up table residence and there was something inside that I just didn't like, I can't put my finger on it, but it just wasn't for me - so I took my meal to go.
There was a man playing violin in a parking area near by that I heard from a bit of a distance upon pulling the rig out of the off and odd angled parking area. And I went to sit in the sun, listen to his beautiful sounds and eat my Friday night, well earned dinner.
Steamed pork dumplings - you'd be better off ordering the frozen 50 pack from Amazon (and I detest Bezos) and have them mailed to your PO Box. Terribly soggy and one of the first signs of the plane about to hit the side of the mountain was, get this, ALL of the little dipping sauces were only filled half way, saving Best Thai under a nickel in total and making the consumer that just dropped a third of a hundred dollars- feel extremely cheated, because I was.
Scallion Pancakes - greasy and there was like 7, so that's over a dollar each for a mini overcooked under-scallioned triangles of complete overcooked disaster. I could have used them instead for wood shims, they would have have served me better in that capacity.
Lol Mein instead of Pad Thai - perhaps a bad call, but, be that as it may, guess what? Another absolute disgrace - more low grade ingredients, silly cut carrots (frozen) canned baby corn (same ones I used last week trying to catch catfish off the dock - and they refused to nibble it) broccoli that, unless diced into oblivion shouldn't choke you out with it's dry sea spongey yellowish plastic textire.
And the noodles totally sucked, no taste and slimy - the feeling in my mouth was that of an earthworm dare in my backyard when I was seven. The chicken was a significant step down from such world class eateries as Subway and whatever other corporate crap hole that know how to reengineer food to that shiny glimmering semi soft food that could second for piping for your new bathroom sink. read more