Mongolians: great warriors, lousy chefs...
Yesterday I had dinner with a friend at the Mongolian barbecue, situated in Dublins Temple Bar.
As a starter I had the mozzarella/Sundried tomato tartlets served with sweet chilli sauce. Chewy, cold, tasteless.
The main course or Mongolian feast with steamed rice: you get your own bowl of food and it's being professionally cremated on a big shield by a cook who looks suspiciously Chinese. As you know the Great Chinese Wall was built to keep Ghensis Khans Mongolians out of China. I'm guessing this Chinaman was corrupting the Mongolian empire from the inside...
Dessert was called Death by Chocolate: Fudge cake made with sticky chocolate topped with cream. A fancy name for something that was primarily made of plastic... You want a great chocolatefudge? Go to Tante Zoe and get the Mississippi Mudpie.
Our Mongolian friends saved the best surprise for last: they added a 10%-service charge to our bill. Service charge? They did f*ck all!! You have to get your own bowl and stand around queuing for half an hour. There's hardly any washing up to do: you eat with them bloody wooden sticks, so that, when you finally get that first grain of rice to your mouth, it's been cold for half an hour!
What a rip-off! Steer well clear of this place if you visit Dublin. The Mongolian barbecue join Bewleys Cafe in my infamous No-Go Zone.
Yesterday I had dinner with a friend at the Mongolian barbecue, situated in Dublins Temple Bar.
As a starter I had the mozzarella/Sundried tomato tartlets served with sweet chilli sauce. Chewy, cold, tasteless.
The main course or Mongolian feast with steamed rice: you get your own bowl of food and it's being professionally cremated on a big shield by a cook who looks suspiciously Chinese. As you know the Great Chinese Wall was built to keep Ghensis Khans Mongolians out of China. I'm guessing this Chinaman was corrupting the Mongolian empire from the inside...
Dessert was called Death by Chocolate: Fudge cake made with sticky chocolate topped with cream. A fancy name for something that was primarily made of plastic... You want a great chocolatefudge? Go to Tante Zoe and get the Mississippi Mudpie.
Our Mongolian friends saved the best surprise for last: they added a 10%-service charge to our bill. Service charge? They did f*ck all!! You have to get your own bowl and stand around queuing for half an hour. There's hardly any washing up to do: you eat with them bloody wooden sticks, so that, when you finally get that first grain of rice to your mouth, it's been cold for half an hour!
What a rip-off! Steer well clear of this place if you visit Dublin. The Mongolian barbecue join Bewleys Cafe in my infamous No-Go Zone.
