Update :
12 nov 2011
Mr half balding is no more around.
Probably talent scouted,I presume.
Hard to find servers with his dry wit.
In hs place are an army of business like no nonsense servers who give you vibes that they are not keen on getting too personal nor friendly,and are skilled at looking perpetually busy.They do their job cos you're paying their paycheque and that's about it.
The place is no more teeming with customers nowadays,as most newbies head Pappa Rich next door since it is a cheaper alternative,while others now hone their love for sharing one dessert amongst a large family of 12 right before closing time, in Delicious instead.
Overheard from that particular family,to the 8 year old girl, was this ......
"Now you can tell EVERYONE (relatives,friends etc)you came to Delicious to eat!"
......what they left out was....
we requested for 11 extra spoons and saucers so we could share that ONE single slice of cake shamelessly.
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Sit down to a meal here and chances are you would have come across the large square faced almost bald chatterbox staff with the sarcasm of Chef Wan.Just based on his sly charm alone,would be enough to carry any mediocre restaurant through.Five star establishments should really come sit down and take a look at this fella work his magic on the crowd of diners.It is impossible to not want to open up to his friendly with a hint of mischief demeanour.
Upon walking in from the gallery of the shopping complex,you will be quite impressed by the layout.
Nice breezy,romantic and all at once laid back yet chic ambience.Until you choose to sit facing the ocean and find that all you can see is the ocean peeping out in many obstructed ways from the inside of the restaurant.Pop goes the bubble.
Before your meal comes,you of course do the prerequisite required of this place since there is nothing much else to do but to rub shoulders with the nearest window slut,which is to visit the washroom located outside within the complex.
On your way back another window slut sees you as a competition and aims to brush past you with her tush so upright it looks as if she is out to maim you so that she can have more chance of fishing for something bigger than seafood.Your feathers rustled by this outrage,makes you keep your eyes peeled on her table so you know exactly what the heck she came here to eat.
It turns out she is amongst the second of the most (insert the P word here)ariah of Penang diners because she nonchalantly orders a meal for one and calls for three plates to save cost.Sheesh.
Believe me,there are so many of them at this outlet that it explains why the place is always packed.
Why not?Almost everyone is sharing their meal.
So if someone tells you they ate here and the food was so fabulous and blah blah blah blah,please do ask them if they shared their meal and did they order drinks?These harems of camels like to brag so much about their $5.50 portion,I'm beginning to wonder if they keep visiting the toilet to drink from the bowl.
When your meal arrives you tuck in and think,hey not bad.Taste is nice,slight hints of nice flavours here and there,with nothing overdone.This is because it is still piping hot.Once it gets cold however all the flaws will be laid bare.The much touted beer batter is the hardest and crunchiest I have ever come across.The only way to cut it is to bring along your own steak knife with you.Do exercise caution and handle the cold batter like you were trying to cut a cross between plastic and glass.Watch out for flying shards!
And the colder it gets,the drier the fish meat encased inside becomes which cause you to chew like you were chewing gum.
The salad mix that accompanies your fish meal is a good mix however the teaspoon of vinegrette on top of the bed just ruins the greens not because of the taste but how it disintegrates the leaves giving them a bruised look.The fries got so hard at the end of the meal,I could have knocked the display whore out cold, just by thowing it at her poison dart style,as I remained seated.
Other than all the above,I find the drinks better than the food.Oh how would they know right?They're camels.
12 nov 2011
Mr half balding is no more around.
Probably talent scouted,I presume.
Hard to find servers with his dry wit.
In hs place are an army of business like no nonsense servers who give you vibes that they are not keen on getting too personal nor friendly,and are skilled at looking perpetually busy.They do their job cos you're paying their paycheque and that's about it.
The place is no more teeming with customers nowadays,as most newbies head Pappa Rich next door since it is a cheaper alternative,while others now hone their love for sharing one dessert amongst a large family of 12 right before closing time, in Delicious instead.
Overheard from that particular family,to the 8 year old girl, was this ......
"Now you can tell EVERYONE (relatives,friends etc)you came to Delicious to eat!"
......what they left out was....
we requested for 11 extra spoons and saucers so we could share that ONE single slice of cake shamelessly.
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Sit down to a meal here and chances are you would have come across the large square faced almost bald chatterbox staff with the sarcasm of Chef Wan.Just based on his sly charm alone,would be enough to carry any mediocre restaurant through.Five star establishments should really come sit down and take a look at this fella work his magic on the crowd of diners.It is impossible to not want to open up to his friendly with a hint of mischief demeanour.
Upon walking in from the gallery of the shopping complex,you will be quite impressed by the layout.
Nice breezy,romantic and all at once laid back yet chic ambience.Until you choose to sit facing the ocean and find that all you can see is the ocean peeping out in many obstructed ways from the inside of the restaurant.Pop goes the bubble.
Before your meal comes,you of course do the prerequisite required of this place since there is nothing much else to do but to rub shoulders with the nearest window slut,which is to visit the washroom located outside within the complex.
On your way back another window slut sees you as a competition and aims to brush past you with her tush so upright it looks as if she is out to maim you so that she can have more chance of fishing for something bigger than seafood.Your feathers rustled by this outrage,makes you keep your eyes peeled on her table so you know exactly what the heck she came here to eat.
It turns out she is amongst the second of the most (insert the P word here)ariah of Penang diners because she nonchalantly orders a meal for one and calls for three plates to save cost.Sheesh.
Believe me,there are so many of them at this outlet that it explains why the place is always packed.
Why not?Almost everyone is sharing their meal.
So if someone tells you they ate here and the food was so fabulous and blah blah blah blah,please do ask them if they shared their meal and did they order drinks?These harems of camels like to brag so much about their $5.50 portion,I'm beginning to wonder if they keep visiting the toilet to drink from the bowl.
When your meal arrives you tuck in and think,hey not bad.Taste is nice,slight hints of nice flavours here and there,with nothing overdone.This is because it is still piping hot.Once it gets cold however all the flaws will be laid bare.The much touted beer batter is the hardest and crunchiest I have ever come across.The only way to cut it is to bring along your own steak knife with you.Do exercise caution and handle the cold batter like you were trying to cut a cross between plastic and glass.Watch out for flying shards!
And the colder it gets,the drier the fish meat encased inside becomes which cause you to chew like you were chewing gum.
The salad mix that accompanies your fish meal is a good mix however the teaspoon of vinegrette on top of the bed just ruins the greens not because of the taste but how it disintegrates the leaves giving them a bruised look.The fries got so hard at the end of the meal,I could have knocked the display whore out cold, just by thowing it at her poison dart style,as I remained seated.
Other than all the above,I find the drinks better than the food.Oh how would they know right?They're camels.
