Sunday, July 18, 2010

Kop kun-ka, thank you really did good!

A friendly, helpful, respectful and thoughtful character is a crucial ingredient in the service industry. Place such a character in the front layer of any service provider and pretty sure that would not disappoint. I had had my wonderful experience here in this land of the smiles 3 nights ago.

Wonderful Guy aka Wonderful Hubbs, yes, we are signed to oath now, choosing to burden each other for life, took yours truly out to dinner at an italian restaurant not too far away from his office. It was worth the 10minutes or so walk from the nearest train station. Going in, they scored highly for the first impression the ambience gave out. Slow, sweet jazz music was playing at the background, not too loud yet the lyrics were still clearly heard.

Waiting for our food, I noticed they had lined their table top with a big piece of white paper, what we usually call mahjong paper here. When Wonderful Hubbs mentioned that we could draw on the paper using the crayons provided, I was pleasantly surprised. No wonder they had the container of crayons ready almost at each table! I had noticed that first difference when I said down on our table.

Of course I hands went to work. Who could resist the blank space in front and the colourful sticks of long, almost new crayons? That's slightly off the truth. Wonderful Hubbs started first, with his favourite words, in his simple SMS style, written upside down for my reading benefit.

Each of our servings or queries were accompanied with unselfish smiles and gentle body language. Nothing was rush, no fidgeting shown to us when we took such a long time to make up our hungry minds, not a negative remark with a negative intention.

What I liked best was the waiter, in her own raw way, was quite professional. When Wonderful Guy asked what music was playing, she actually said, she would check it out, not the usual lackadaisical answer we so often would get when we asked waitresses here on something not on the menu. She did check it out, going to the extend of allowing us to copy it when we asked. She allowed a moment of cheekiness, asking us to copy the songs into the thumbdrive as well.

But seriously, it is just quite difficult to get good service here in middle range restaurants. When we asked if we could get some cuttlefish grilled instead of fried as in the menu, she didn't give a straight no or worse, I don't know look. Instead, she actually went over to check with the chef in the kitchen first. That, to me, was really great service.

So thank you. You really did good! Kop kun-ka na ka, kun!


Tuesday, July 6, 2010

let it be me


there may come a time, a time in everyones life
where nothin seems to go your way
where nothing seems to turn out right
there may come a time, you just cant seem to find your way
for every door you walk on to, seems like they get slammed in your face

thats when you need someone,
someone that you can call
and when all your faith is gone
feels like you cant go on

let it be me
let it be me
if its a friend that you need
let it be me
let it be me

feels like your always commin on home
pockets full of nothin and you got no cash
no matter where you turn you aint got no place to stand
reach out for something and they slap your hand

now i remember all to well
just how it feels to be all alone
you feel like youd give anything
for just a little place you can call your own

thats when you need someone, someone that you can call
and when all your faith is gone
feels like you cant go on

let it be me
let it be me
if its a friend you need
let it be me
let it be me


:: Artist: Lamontagne Ray ::

:: Song: Let It Be Me ::

:: Album: Gossip In The Grain ::


Little Bombs



Psssttt!

Let me tell you a secret.

Oh, you don't want to know? But why?

Nah, it's nothing important, nothing that will put you into a spot. Hmm... perhaps it doesn't even qualify as a secret. It's just something I hit on and want to share with someone. Yeah, it's more like that. So don't worry.

Yes, now, quit worrying and lend me your ears, ok? Ready?

Well, I just had my lunch of a bowl of what the Chinese calls them life-long noodles in soup. Soft, white noodles, boiled in homemade soup of anchovies, dried mushroom, some minced pork, and...... little green bombs!

Haha..I knew that would grab your attention. Yes, bombs! They are hot, man!

(giggle) Of course they are not really bombs, but little chillies, hotter than usual bigger ones you often find in the market place. I sliced them up and dumped them all into my little pot of soup.

Yes, of course. That was the purpose of them. To make the soup tastily spicy. Get them little buggers to provide some added ammo to the food. Bomb the place! Heat the hot self up! Hehe..

Just enjoy eating them...of late especially.. the mood's gone down, low. These little bombs, well, they are really great, at least to me. Help release some of the unhappiness out of the window, I guess. Always feel a little better after a meal with them. Without fail, them.

Hahaha..yes, I know. Sometimes, I see dead people, you know.. hehehehe..

Hey, kidding man!

My secret? That's my little secret!

Told you it was not like a secret, secret. More like an information thing, useless though, to you, mostly. But this is one of those useless information that needed saying out.. to be shared..

Haha.. Thanks for your time!