Their charbroiled burgers do look and sounds interesting, and according to Boolicious and Mei Yen, they come in huge sizes too. Now if you pair up a huge size burger and free flow of soft drink, what do you get at the end? Expanded tummy, of course!
I went for their Chicken Santa Fe Sandwich, which consist of a thick and big piece of charbroiled chicken breast meat, cheese, lettuce, mayonnaise and pickles. The chicken is indeed very tender and juicy but lacked the taste somehow and was a bit cold. And it’s quite messy too. As you can see, there’s cheese on my bun (?) and when I try to grab it, that piece of meat actually glides away from the bun!
Alvin ordered their Super Star which came with two pieces of succulent beef patties, lettuce, onion, cheese and mayonnaise. And it was cold as well but he happily wallop it down. Oh well, he was starving anyway. 😛
And then came the irritating part, spoiled all my mood for the day. We were about to leave and I tried to take the picture of the shop when a Malay woman in Jusco uniform spotted me and come over to question me:
Malay woman: “Hey… apa yang you tangkap? You dari mana?” (Hey… what are you taking? Where are you from?)
Me: “Tangkap gambar sahaja. Apa maksud you dari mana?” (Just photographing. What do you mean “where am I from?”) *was figuring whether she mean which part of KL I’m from or which COMPETITOR sent me over*
Malay woman: *ignoring my question and gave us an annoying look* “Kenapa tangkap gambar kedai? Nak buat apa?” (Why are you taking the picture of the shop? For what purpose?)
Alvin: “Kami datang dari Ipoh, tangkap gambar nak buat kenang-kenangan, tak boleh kah?” (We came from Ipoh, take pictures just for keepsake memories, is there something wrong with it?)
And that annoying woman actually ignored us for the second time and went to talk to a security guard who happens to be nearby! Good, now that we’re being treated as some sort of criminals??
Alvin: “Dang, she actually called the guard.”
Me: “To hell with her.” *continues to take my second and third shot*
When the guard came, I keep my camera back into my bag and left. He didn’t stop us or say anything. That Malay woman continues to stare at us but both of us just walk passed her as she’s invisible. Should have take her picture and post it here. *take deep breath to control my anger*
I love Malaysia, but not every aspects of it. If the person who’re taking pictures happens to be a foreigner, do you think she’ll talk to him like how she treated us? By the way, I can’t imagine that I actually said “To hell with her”! Aiksss….
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