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| - So after my boyfriend and I escaped Vinyl, we drove to Ming because we needed to gather our wits and dignity in a more civilized environment.
It was around 1 am that we arrived here and there was quite a few tables available, thankfully. So we went to the alcove-ish area and got a table. Ming felt like heaven at that point because exactly half an hour earlier I was at Vinyl, and saying that a tacky underage club lit up with tacky blue lights is not my scene would be the understatement of the millenium.
Anyway, our server floated to us like an angel in heaven and informed us that the kitchen was open, which was music to our ears because we were hungry. We promptly ordered a pizza and 2 drinks. My cocktail was a tasty concoction of pineapple, coconut, vanilla and lime juice. We sunk into the deep couches and bathed in the red glowing light and felt sane again. The pizza arrived, we dove in, and I savoured every bite of it. THIS was exactly my scene. And apparently my boyfriend's too, because he commented more than once that he liked 'this place'. Chill music which lets you have a conversation, an ambiance second-to-none, delicious affordable drinks, and a kitchen that stays open late - Thank you for existing, Ming.
And thank you for salvaging what was left of our Saturday night. We can't wait to be back.
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