J 5
I'm going to say a few things here that may shock or confuse or seem off topic.
I digress;
The staff were always so friendly;
They tolerated my fussy, indeterminate and confusing ordering. My joshing around with staff. My constant and ridiculous requests to have the top floor all to myself. My 5 minute away calls for my fried icecream. My sides of garlic and ginger to combat my ever increasing alcoholism and most importantly my requirement to have the bathrooms professionally cleaned before my every visit.
What's better is they didn't give me a white-boy level chilli dish when I would order it. It would be the full south east burn.
I actually got so addicted to the food I needed to go to rehab several times to deal with it.
I knew things were getting out of hand when I was having Thai dishes reheated for breakfast.
That's when my friends stepped in and were like: "dude, you need ta calm ya farm".
I was like; "i do what I want. I could stop any time I wanted. Oh wait just one more salt n pepper fishhh......
*drowns in sea of Thai flavor-extasy" ????????????
