TGI experience

it was my 1st TGI Friday experience, down at the trendy Chapel Street in Melbourne. i know, many of u may have tonnes of experiences at TGI fridays, but it's my 1st, okay? jacke n i chose a spot inside the restaurant that was lookin out to the streets, where loads of ppl were walkin by, even on a wednesday afternoon. havin flippin thru the somewhat complicated menu, we decided to have a baby pork ribs together with a half roasted chicken, which looked extremely good on picture. i had a grapefruit blast while jacke ordered the normal iced peach tea. i've chosen the grapefruit blast as i've come across many advertisements about losing weight by incorporating the orange-looking (yuck!) fruit into the foods that we eat. the drinks came, n the grapefruit blast was quite awful. i wouldn't have gulped it down if it weren't for the ads, n the $3.95 that i had to pay for it. jacke was shakin his head already, indicatin dat i should always stick to reliable drinks to save myself from the sufferin of my dear tongue n purse.

the food came, n we happily cut them into bite-sized pieces to feed each other. the ribs were good, even better eaten with the apple somethin sauce that came with it. the roasted chicken was good too, juicy n tender with lots of spices. it wasn't until i was a quarter way thru the chicken dat i found out it wasn't as cooked as it should be, n decided to tell the waitress to have her cook it for me. i wouldn't wanna have a tummy ache or some illness, my perception towards eating raw chicken is bad n it makes me wanna puke. next, we told the waitress about the chicken n she took the plate away, tellin us dat she'll do somethin about it. when we were almost thru with the ribs, the supervisor came with the chicken, a NEW piece of chicken. wow, i thought the service was good enough, considerin dat i haven't had good food PLUS good service for a long long time. *chomp chomp chomp* then there it was again, the UNcooked chicken. this time it seemed even worse than the 1st one. hahaha, i didn't have much more place for anythin else in my tummy anyway, so i stopped eating.

it was a good experience, even though the chicken wasn't cooked. we paid about $40+ for the meal, which was.. expensive, of course. normally we would spend about $7-$8 for a chinese meal, with roasted duck n all, but we've had those too much. there's this restaurant outside our place called '德记' that has really good roasted duck (烧鸭) and '油鸡'. the tauke drives a really really cool black, 2 seater mercedes-benz, n the crab with noodles dish '肉蟹炒面底' is fabulous. the downside of it is that all the waiters n waitress have attitude problems, they only work especially harder when the lady boss is around, n they have bugs in their soups. haha not the big bugs, super small ones.. like those in dry veges dat aren't washed before they're cooked.

spencer has come to stay with us, as Mq couldn't take it much longer. spencer has been chewing Mq's shoes, books, pens n pencils, everythin. he has spoilt about 8 to 9 pairs of shoes, a few of Mq's files, some book covers, a whole lot of pens n pencils (a partial of the leads of pencils were unfortunately eaten), Mq's photo album cover.. oh, her sofa bed, n the carpet. yup, dat's right, he has such destructive capability dat Mq couldn't handle it any longer. her exams were comin up, i had to rescue her.. ;P it was sad, actually. oh, Mq could have tied spencer up, no doubt, but he chewed the leash into bits n pieces.. i had no choice but to bring him here, to give my dear sis a lil peace n quiet.