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| - No. no no no..this is all wrong.
Everything is done wrong at the Mandarin Garden, utter rubbish. Just bollocks.
Sometimes my buddy Romeo brings me to his Portuguese restaurants, and I introduce him to Chinese cuisine in return. It's a culture exchange between the two of us, and it's always a good time. But Mandarin Garden just had to go and fuck that up.
I apologise for the vulgarity, but having just returned to Toronto from an Military Exercise, I'm in Army mode..and I'm not quite how you say...civilized.
I was attracted by the lanterns hanging from the outside, a bold statement in a Korean dominated area. I thought, "This place has got bollocks." But no, it's just bollocks.
Tight space with buffet like chairs, and the tables (though cleaned) just appeared to be dirty. There was one twenty something year old FOB (Fresh Off the Boat) guy working as the server. The kid was nonchalant and offered no hospitality. This is supposed to be a ethnic eatery serving Northern Chinese food. I should know, I'm from the North. I always say I'm from the North...I even use it as a pick-up line..."I'm from the NORTH!"
The food is disgusting, it was as if I was eating someone else's leftovers. I think I actually was eating leftovers, I had leftovers better than their entrées. I got this chicken soup with noodles thing, Romeo putting that thing in his mouth was nothing but politeness for me. It's as if I was trying to get revenge on him for something by taking him to a restaurant that took their menu off of Fear Factor.
Lamb skewers, one of the elemental foods for Northerns was absolutely butchered here. I don't think they even used cumin on the lamb...that's like baking cake without sugar. The fried rice I ordered tasted like packaged food, it doesn't even compare to the take-out counter at T&T Supermarkets. The chef here make the T&T chefs look like Michelin Star masters.
I was straight embarrassed for bringing Romeo here, I have never been embarrassed by a restaurant before. On top of that, the waiter kid kept walking away from me when I asked for more water, or made any other sort of demands. Romeo had to tell me to calm down, because I was about to jump up and confront him. There were gonna be some Asian on Asian crime..NAW MEAN?!
I was so dissatisfied with Mandarin Garden, I seriously considered walking out. There could not be enough words for me to use to voice my protest. If Mandarin Garden were the Qing Dynasty, I would be the Boxer Rebellion.
This is perhaps the worst Chinese restaurant in all of Toronto. I can't believe I have to give it a star to complete my review.
BOLLOCKS!
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