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| - This place can't go out of business soon enough. Maybe in Mesa, where the restaurant biz is less competitive, they could get away with being so subsubstandard, but in Tempe? C'mon... This place needs buckets of bleach. I should have turned around at the door and walked out after the first whiff, but sometimes, ratholes will surprise you. Sadly this delivered exactly what it promised.
I ordered a lemongrass chicken dish, thinking that would be safe, but got chunks of something in greasy globby gravy. The spring rolls were dry and flavorless, there was supposed to be pork in there somewhere, but I never saw any. My dining companions were unhappy with their meals as well. Our waitress had all the disposition of Morticia Addams, except without her sunny, outgoing personality or quirky fashion sense. The blaring TV was the perfect accompaniment to the meal from Hell. Of course, we all got sick afterwards.
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