I'll try to be kind since they are relocating soon.
Rumour has it that when their landlord increased the rental to RM12k,they asked them to go 'whack their aeroplane'.
First thing you will notice is that the restaurant is very dated.The curtains have faced the onslaught of the hot sun so many times,it is no better than hanging out a curtain of old knickers.
Stickers of a Boeing 747 are pasted on their walls thus I guess that explains why their restaurant is named such.
Once the waiters and waitresses step into the aisles to instruct you to put your seat belt on ladies and gentlemen,they will hurriedly chuck,yea chuck(these are very uncivil people with no sense of courtesy,so Air Asia style),chuck the menu on the table,cos they anticipate some air turbulence to rock the restaurant soon.Plus,each table is limited to ONE battered menu.Doesn't matter if you have ten in your group,you are expected to know what you want FAST cos they will be landing soon.
Because they like to wear blue or yellow Hawaiian shirts you begin to wonder if these were ex hippies from the swinging sixties who think they are surfing against the tide of modernity.
update:
(oh wait a minute,okay now I get it....there was a tv show long long time ago,where a hawaiian shirt wearing midget yelled "The Plane!The Plane!" excitedly.Maybe the show inspired their costumes.
I would like to say I don't care but this is really bugging me.Brrrrr.....)
Should you get the short big headed,big nosed fella that looks like a grouchy smurf as your steward for the evening,he goes about his task as if he were having a permanent stiff neck cos he cannot seem to lift his head up to look at you.
He only lifts his eyes upwards in your direction as if he were selling some contraband stuff.
You let your eyes wander off to the well endowed old broad and you wonder if perhaps they were going at each other every night like a bunch of newly weds cos she somehow resembles Yut Kees fish lips daughter in law,only not so over the top and mostly has her eyes reminiscing of last night on top of smurfy.
Now if you get her as your stewardess,she's much better cos her appetite has been fully satiated and she WILL get some more tonight.
Have seen her fussing over a young neighbourhood customer pandering to his every whim and running the entire menu over with him,ticking it off one by one ever so patiently,till he finally settled his spoilt brat head on what he wanted to order.It made her look like the Penang Mother Theresa of Food.
But sky forbid if ,you get the chinese dracula hantu eyebrowed,pony tailed cowgirl kangkang walking flight attendant from hell.She is so curt and so rude cos she is in a great,great hurry to offload her duties and hurry back to the cockpit for some 'me' time.
Miss Adams Family likes to cut in before you can finish your order,therefore your order will go something like this .....
"fried ri_ _ "
"kang _ _ _ _"
"ome _ _ _ _ _"
"enche _ _ _ _ _"
$%#@#$%$^&%$#@# $$#@%^*&^*
When she brings you,your rice,which is scooped out from a big metal container into a more petite looking white melamine bowl,she will proceed to spill it all over the table cloth.Me thinks this is cos she really need spectacles but she no wanna wear cos she no wanna look ugly.
Honey...frankly it makes no difference.
Perhaps she behaves this way because of the sexually charged atmosphere in the cabin between those 2 old swingers.This possibly gives rise to the term frustrasi.Those of you who keep your single pet caged would know what I mean.Somebody's got clipped wings.
So anyway,we now come to the food.
This is perhaps one of the last bastions of the oily frontier when cooking oil,electric steamboat and rice cooker advertisements first seduced our grandmothers.They use it with much aplomb here.
That propells rich old timer fans inwards,who with their grandkids in tow,chew their food at the speed of a dragging spluttering Cessna.
Somehow I don't get too adventurous here with the food.Mostly limit myself to their spicy dishes cos it has an exciting spice level inserted with a generous amount of har mai that takes my mind of the milf aura under wraps waiting to explode,emenating from the other side,always parking herself near the too hot to handle rice bin.
Quite impossible to fully concentrate on the food and give a thorough account under such distracting circumstances.
Again,as in most hainanese type joints this one too has resorted to using stickers to signal the rise in food prices instead of reprinting their menu.
If viagra doesn't work on you anymore,take a trip here and let your imagination run wild.Which leads me to wonder if that is the reason why they wash the curtains so often.Which still does not explain why my partially demented logic thinks that this is why old folks that look so absolutely bored with life,make a beeline here even if they have to drag themselves in on walking aids.
There are no innocent angels left on this cloud this much I can tell you.
Rumour has it that when their landlord increased the rental to RM12k,they asked them to go 'whack their aeroplane'.
First thing you will notice is that the restaurant is very dated.The curtains have faced the onslaught of the hot sun so many times,it is no better than hanging out a curtain of old knickers.
Stickers of a Boeing 747 are pasted on their walls thus I guess that explains why their restaurant is named such.
Once the waiters and waitresses step into the aisles to instruct you to put your seat belt on ladies and gentlemen,they will hurriedly chuck,yea chuck(these are very uncivil people with no sense of courtesy,so Air Asia style),chuck the menu on the table,cos they anticipate some air turbulence to rock the restaurant soon.Plus,each table is limited to ONE battered menu.Doesn't matter if you have ten in your group,you are expected to know what you want FAST cos they will be landing soon.
Because they like to wear blue or yellow Hawaiian shirts you begin to wonder if these were ex hippies from the swinging sixties who think they are surfing against the tide of modernity.
update:
(oh wait a minute,okay now I get it....there was a tv show long long time ago,where a hawaiian shirt wearing midget yelled "The Plane!The Plane!" excitedly.Maybe the show inspired their costumes.
I would like to say I don't care but this is really bugging me.Brrrrr.....)
Should you get the short big headed,big nosed fella that looks like a grouchy smurf as your steward for the evening,he goes about his task as if he were having a permanent stiff neck cos he cannot seem to lift his head up to look at you.
He only lifts his eyes upwards in your direction as if he were selling some contraband stuff.
You let your eyes wander off to the well endowed old broad and you wonder if perhaps they were going at each other every night like a bunch of newly weds cos she somehow resembles Yut Kees fish lips daughter in law,only not so over the top and mostly has her eyes reminiscing of last night on top of smurfy.
Now if you get her as your stewardess,she's much better cos her appetite has been fully satiated and she WILL get some more tonight.
Have seen her fussing over a young neighbourhood customer pandering to his every whim and running the entire menu over with him,ticking it off one by one ever so patiently,till he finally settled his spoilt brat head on what he wanted to order.It made her look like the Penang Mother Theresa of Food.
But sky forbid if ,you get the chinese dracula hantu eyebrowed,pony tailed cowgirl kangkang walking flight attendant from hell.She is so curt and so rude cos she is in a great,great hurry to offload her duties and hurry back to the cockpit for some 'me' time.
Miss Adams Family likes to cut in before you can finish your order,therefore your order will go something like this .....
"fried ri_ _ "
"kang _ _ _ _"
"ome _ _ _ _ _"
"enche _ _ _ _ _"
$%#@#$%$^&%$#@# $$#@%^*&^*
When she brings you,your rice,which is scooped out from a big metal container into a more petite looking white melamine bowl,she will proceed to spill it all over the table cloth.Me thinks this is cos she really need spectacles but she no wanna wear cos she no wanna look ugly.
Honey...frankly it makes no difference.
Perhaps she behaves this way because of the sexually charged atmosphere in the cabin between those 2 old swingers.This possibly gives rise to the term frustrasi.Those of you who keep your single pet caged would know what I mean.Somebody's got clipped wings.
So anyway,we now come to the food.
This is perhaps one of the last bastions of the oily frontier when cooking oil,electric steamboat and rice cooker advertisements first seduced our grandmothers.They use it with much aplomb here.
That propells rich old timer fans inwards,who with their grandkids in tow,chew their food at the speed of a dragging spluttering Cessna.
Somehow I don't get too adventurous here with the food.Mostly limit myself to their spicy dishes cos it has an exciting spice level inserted with a generous amount of har mai that takes my mind of the milf aura under wraps waiting to explode,emenating from the other side,always parking herself near the too hot to handle rice bin.
Quite impossible to fully concentrate on the food and give a thorough account under such distracting circumstances.
Again,as in most hainanese type joints this one too has resorted to using stickers to signal the rise in food prices instead of reprinting their menu.
If viagra doesn't work on you anymore,take a trip here and let your imagination run wild.Which leads me to wonder if that is the reason why they wash the curtains so often.Which still does not explain why my partially demented logic thinks that this is why old folks that look so absolutely bored with life,make a beeline here even if they have to drag themselves in on walking aids.
There are no innocent angels left on this cloud this much I can tell you.
