This place is a complete waste of time and the food is utter crap.
In my opinion it is absolutely disgraceful not to mention totally disrespectful to allow a food outlet to operate from a place of worship.
The customers that dine here are of a special breed.These are people that have nothing else better in the world to do but sit by a busy roadside,inhale the dust and fumes,all the too willing to wait from as early as 6.30 pm so they can start staking their claim on their favourite table and hopefully possess the aura that can absorb some ultra powerful energy from some hovering cosmic entity.
After they finish their meal here they will make a quick gesture to the resident deity.
Whether it is a sign of reverence or fear of repercussion I really have no freaking idea.
I reason that perhaps they want to be blessed,that if one partakes of a meal here,their luck could get better with the deity's presence....its a taoist thingy I guess.
That is what makes a good meal to the strange bunch that make a pilgrimage here.
"Ong" is all that matters,never mind taste,never mind the weirdness of it all.
In short,this is THE altarplace for those that worship food sucked of its soul where awful manufactured papier mache type of chops are the order of the day.
Years back,the owner only used to offer chicken dishes cooked in every imaginable way.
In every single way no matter how impressive the dish sounded it ended up bad.The cordon bleau chicken was aptly named because it had the supernatural ability to turn one Blue as a Smurf and claw their way into the realm of the Na'vi tribe from Avatar.
Their grills are what one gets from a failed half baked potato,"mao shan" ritual, one that can even make Ye Olde English in Ipoh look like five star establishment.
Now they have gotten bolder,daring to offer other meats on the menu as well.Their cooking,sadly,didn't improve.
No skill,just plain and downright H-O-P-E-L-E-S-S.
Take for example their western soup,a Malaysia Boleh ! advertisement for the ethnic chinese engineering feat of combining oil palm and hydrogenated vegetable oil into a liquid geyser in a bowl.
Don't look at the size of the crowd.
No amount of prayers or congregation of higher beings,can stop the food from coming off as pure horrible-locity.
With food this excrutiatingly fork bending awful,it truly defies logic that they still dare to call themselves Hainanese.
Shameful !
