Good morning friends, ex-friends, ex-girlfriends, ex-colleagues, and the 2 fans from Malaysia. Reagan was still recovering from our hefty supper the previous night and refused to head down for breakfast. I have never been more let down by a person in my entire life, therefore his face will be censored for the remainder of this post as punishment.
Pork porridge in Thailand never disappoints. Perhaps it is the quality of their pork or a healthy sprinkling of msg, either way it is really delicious and worth the hair loss.
We returned to the hotel to pick up our disappointment called Reagan and went out for lunch.
The braised pork bee hoon was nowhere near as good as the porridge in the morning. Yet another reason why you should always answer the call to meals, Reagan.
It's finally time for some serious shopping after 2 days of mediocre night markets. The amount of Thai baht in my pockets was really weighing me down.
Central Hat Yai was massive and it had everything from designer shops...
..to a huge basement food court.
You know Mcdonalds has run out of ideas when they start selling shrimp glass noodle pies. 有时候做人不必太有创艺.
The shops were kind enough to provide chairs in the fitting room but i'm sure there will be people like this fucker above resting their legs and taking selfies while others are waiting for their turn to try on clothes.
We returned to the massage parlour we visited yesterday, this time for a facial spa that Reagan very much needed judging by his rough complexion here.
The esthetician applied a few layers of shit to my face and then left the room for a while. Curious what was happening to my face, i took out my phone to snap a selfie and this was the result. Kua tio gui.
For dinner, we chose to have mookata to reabsorb oil and grease back into our clean faces.
Rim Nam is a popular mookata buffet, and it is apparently packed with the entire Hat Yai population.
Everyone and their mothers were here for the massive selection of raw meats,
Fresh seafood,
A large variety of cooked food,
And you can even order dishes such as oyster omelettes and salt grilled fishes from their cooking stations.
They provided us with a couple of charcoal grills, one of them with a traditional mookata pan, and left us to our own devices.
All this for just 20 SGD per pax and no time limit. 你们是不用赚钱吗?
Doing our nation's kiasu spirit proud, we ordered the steamed sea bass with lime and garlic mantis shrimps even though the raw food selection was aplenty.
You can tell how satisfied we were by Reagan's vibrant expressions.
After dinner, we returned to the Lee Garden Night Market area for the third night running to hunt for some desserts.
Coconut ice cream was just what the doctor ordered to wash down our greasy dinner.
Not the best but the chendol and peanut toppings got 加分.
Besides resembling a vagina, this kaya bread was quite disappointing otherwise.
Also tried some sweet ass mini pineapples which i highly suspect were doused in sugar syrup.
We stayed humble for tonight's edition of supper as i acknowledge that we may have gotten a little too excited last night. Here's a crab fried rice with barely any slivers of crab.
Joining the party are some wanton mee, pad kra pow + a solitary 30 cents moo ping skewer that a Grab driver delivered because Reagan thought the picture show got 3 skewers means got 3 pieces. He then ordered a further 2 more skewers because the delivery fee was so low. Ok la see you order till so 嚣张 next post don't censor your face liao, as long as you show up to breakfast tomorrow. Let this be a warning to all.
- End of Day 3 -
No comments:
Post a Comment