The women that run this place had are extremely loud and downright unwomenly. Past their prime and gone south they look as if they were yellow sia boey trash.They sit like gangsters, stare like Yakuzas and talk like mafias.With one leg up on the chair, groin region exposed wide and two eyes on you. Their offspring tags along to keep them company, these currently look nice but I know its just a matter of time before they emulate the horrific syndrome....
And because of this they dare open shop after midnight when most men have locked their doors three times, checked it twice more and lay shivering under a thin sarong.
Some people rave about their food. But me thinks it's because they belong to the keongsi clan of chinese manchurian vampires that like to hop around in a long pigtail looking for elusive things at ghoulish hours . Drained of blood me also thinks that because they are so desperate for a bite other than nasi kandar, such a discovery compells them to leave their tastebuds and better judgement out in the clogged longkang .
While I admit that their curries and gulais are quite spicy although terribly watered down , that's where it ends.
Due to the fact that these females are of the barbaric kind, they are absolutely hopeless at cooking wimpy vegetables .One taste and you'll wish you were never born a human. I think even cows would protest,unless they like the veg half cooked and tasting like an old couch.The recipe is not Chinese in origin. It is from Pluto. It must be. I don't know any other Chinese that are so bad at cooking plain Chinese style vegetables apart from new and hopeless Myanmar recruits.
They also like their swine smelly and hard (read too lazy and kiamsap to use more gas to cook longer). Pork sold here is gross. Good for checking out facial and anal muscles you never even knew existed.
Did I mention that it is NOT cheap? Yep believe it.Can beat the most greedy mamak's pricing even.
If you're disgusted by such women avoid at all costs.
It's probably one of the reasons why the sheer mention of the word Jelutong struck some pockets of our menfolk spineless .
