Going to the Empire

The day is not over yet. Yep, you got that right. After our house hunting ended in a dismal failure, we're about to make plans to escape from Puchong and rush back to the house. The afternoon was still in its early stages of afternoon-ess which is very dangerous. You'd never know when you have picked up a Real-estate Agent or two while house hunting. They have this uncanny knack of smelling even the slightest denomination in your wallet.

So, while making our escape, the Queen of the Kee Palace has decided to use her Queeniness to summon our presence in less than an hour. And so, as dutiful subjects, we subjected to her request. (Heck, that's what a subject is for, right? No title even)

While this was going on, I was mesmerised
by this bottle of black pepper. From the looks
of it, its expensive and not only that its, not
Sarawak Black Pepper. What you're buying
is basically a plastic pepper grinder. But, no,
Wife refused to get one for me. Sigh.

While at the Kee Palace, the subjects are mingling
among themselves, biding their time, waiting for
something to happen.

Until someone came up with a bright spark...

And so, we all gathered together and raced
to an underground restaurant where you
get to sit among the cars over a 15 foot drop

The place is Pasta Zanmai. The deco looks nice
but because we're in a big crowd, the waiter
had no idea how to cater for such crowd so he
placed us outside. Outside as in carpark outside.
And it was very humid despite him pointing three
portable cooling fans at us.

Not only that, we had to wait quite a bit before the
food arrived. And so, here we are, sitting outsite a
carpark, breathing some exhaust fumes and hearing
car noises. Man, that experience really sucks.

But in the end, all the waiting was
worth it and we ate like Kings and
they gave us a hefty 60% discount.

Right. Not really. We were quite pissed and so, with
the food arriving, we ate. I am not going to tell you
how delicious or what the food experience was
because at that stage, we do not really have the
mood for anything else apart from eating the crap
shit and getting out of there.

And so, would I recommend this place?

Do we like the food?

Do you like sitting on top of a
metal grating which shows a
wonderful 15 feet drop?