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| - If I can tell any of you dear readers two things it is this...people who wear black robes are extremely picky about when you show up...and if you meet one in an alley way behind a bar in Tuscon they will charge 20 dollars extra for things that should be included.
That being said my Southwest tour of *******(removed for legal reasons)****has taken my down a long and winding path. So, I am getting ready to see the ****** again and before it was time to go to ***** my ****** said that we need to eat before the **** bargain was going to be announced.
I agreed under few conditions...it had to be Thai food and it had to be Thai food on a nice sounding street...AND the restaurant had to have a really stupid name.
...here comes Ping Pong on East Sunset. Ping Pong...I did a lot of that while ****** in that horrible ****** and and dreamed about it when i spent 8 months in the hole. Okay, I can do this. Let's go. So we went in and I have to say, and it isn't because i have spent most of my life in ****** facilities...but the girls who work as waitresses are all very nice looking. Good beginning.
One of these sweet young things sits us down at a table, gives us menus and tells us she will be right back. I think she will make a great wife number 7. The lunch menu was complete with all of the standard favorites: pad thai, yellow curry, hot and sour soup, etc. With the pad thai, yellow curry and other dishes you can chose your own meat.
After ordering we get a complementary bowl of soup, which was very good. Great coconut milk flavor.
A few minutes later the food came. Very good portion size, and the quality of the food wasn't exceptional but it was good. For example, I picked the chicken as my meat with the yellow curry and I found two pieces of gristle that should have been cut away before cooking.
Another complaint is that I was asked how hot I wanted it, and I like my food spicy so I told her that. Not only was it not that spicy, but all they did was added red pepper flakes as far as I could tell. The broth of the curry was not spicy unless I directly ate a red pepper flake. So it appears to me they do what most places who serve the Anglo's do...they make it mild and they use a cheap way to make it hotter. I am Rex Marvin...I can TELL when you do that.
Which is a shame that their prep work was sloppy and their food made too pedestrian for the masses. The other techniques they used were great. The vegetables were cleaned and cut well, they had been properly marinated in the stews and soup, and they took on a great flavor. The hot chicks in great outfits were nice. The portions were good. The price was right.
Unfortunately this is the case of exotic cuisine being Americanized to a point of losing what makes it really special.
I tried explaining that to the chef, but I am not sure he could understand me with all the screaming and my **** pulling at me and sobbing about all his hard work down the drain. I like to think the chef understood...but all I saw was fear...all I heard was madness. Hope he was able to wash those friggin red pepper flakes out of his eyes by now.
From now on if I want Thai's I am either going to this great hooker I know who also does this bead trick that is out of this world...or maybe Archi's. Sure, I had to alley whip some punk last time i was there, and I am banned, but who is going to stop me?
I am Rex Marvin. You are not.
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