I have been a fan of cheese since, forever. Any of my family members or childhood pals would know that. I was hailed as Queen Cheese in my family tree and I’d be tempted by anything that involves cheese. Hmm, and I was nicknamed Monterey Jack, the character from the cartoon Chip & Dale Rescue Rangers.

My alter-ego and his beloved piece of cheese

I guess, as you grow up, certain likings grow out. Hmm… now, although I still love cheese, I was strangely repulsed by the cheese-heinous acts of my buddies:

All I could do was to stare blankly at these bizarre cheese crimes
and watch in horror as the entire shaker ran completely out of cheese

It’s like this feeling where you could feel the bile at the end of your tongue – when one gets one too many cheese. Ya’ know what? I don’t reign in cheeseland anymore, with all due respect, I step down and pass over my cheese crown.

Any takers?

Fancy having your meals in the toilet?

Yes, you read right – the toilet.
The place where it reeks of human excretions and pungent floor-cleaning agents.
The place where the floors are constantly wet and footprinted with dampened dirt.
The place where soggy tissues are strewn all over the place.

Well, let’s be fair. Not all toilets resemble what I’ve just described. Not this one in particular… T-Bowl, Queensbay. The things is, it’s not a toilet. It’s a food outlet, people. A FOOD outlet. So, don’t go and proceed with your businesses there.. you’d prolly be chased out with a plunger for being a filthy scumbag.

Yeah, it’s pretty awesome if you come to think of it. Personally, it’s rather ingenious of the owner. Imagine having two worlds apart fused into one. Toilet & food or example. Hmm… let’s have mamak teh tarik & roti bom in a place like TGI Fridays’.

However, I’m stubborn enough to remain adamantly insistent about my opinion (obviously driven by personal pet peeves) that I would never, ever, have my meals in the toilet, irrespective of whether it’s staged or real – or anything remotely close to that of a place. Like, hello? It’s a toilet for heaven’s sake.

Yes, a very colourful and cheery toilet.
A wholesomely decorated place with impressive tiling, adorable seats and good design.
 Whatever, it’s still a toilet all the same.

Toilets are not meant to be a place for meals!!

You see? Food is served in a toilet bowl.
Such disrespect given to food itself.

Dang that ideology is still stuck in my head. No way jose imma change it.

   

I shall refuse to go to T-Bowl until and unless I’m dreadfully required to (which is something I don’t forsee is going to happen), or anyone of my pals drag me in there. Then again, I shall vehemently refuse to eat and will watch you eat.

Damn.  -_-“

If you didn’t already know, there is this Indochina restaurant on the I’m-not-sure-which-floor of Queensbay Mall. Hey, but I’m pretty darn sure it’s on one of the highest floors. Prolly the 3rd floor?

So yeah, if you haven’t taken Geography before, (I’m not referring to you Malaysians cos’ it’s impossible not to have taken Geography in Secondary 3) so as I was saying, Indochina is the area located just above Malaysia. The whole range of South-East Asian countries on the top left of the region’s map.

It’s known for it’s elephants and exotic foods. Hmm.. more? Google up Indochina.

So anyway, the restaurant.
Yeah, each table has this veil on it and the waitresses are all dressed up according to the theme of the restaurant. Authentic paintings are hung on the interior cream-coloured walls and the cushion’s upholstery are really one of a kind.  The exterior walls are impressive as well ;with intricate carvings of 3-dimensional elephants

The food?

Well, that’s up to YOU to discover. Being adventurous is an advantage, is it not? *winks*