And we found out something: THE INSTRUCTOR IS EVIL. We had this training method where he whacks the shuttlecock all over the place and we are supposed to recipocrate, and then return to the middle as soon as possible. For mine, it was okay, he slowed the pace down, yada yada, cuz i was a sucky noob. But when it came to Serenes, he was like a demon, whacking the ball literally all over the court, and then when we looked at his face, we saw that he was grinning madly, enjoying himself watching people scuttling back and forth. Evil guy. Bu overall it was okay. My game really picked up when Serene taught me how to hold the raquet properly. Wow. I never realised how important it is to hold that thing correctly. I played so much better after that. Haha. Me and jon got beaten by XXL and Serene 15-10. Considered not bad for beginners. So fun. I will definately go again.
We also sort of planned to go for a nice midrange (15-25$) dinner at Lygon that night, and XXL wanted to go eat at Mondo Piccollo. Me jon and Serene all ordered Veal, and XXL ordered steak. We were waiting for the meal while chatting, taking in the nice ambience. In such a nice place you would expect excellent food right? WRONG. It was a shock. The veal looked like pork, which it is not, and there were only like, 4 stingy pieces,all which are sliced thin, which is not bloody much when you forked out 27.50$ AUD. Veggies were the cheap variety, and the only redeeming feaature is the avocados and fresh shrimps. XXL had it worse, her medium beef was grilled to the point of well done, and it was tough. The steak wasn't what was expected either as it was 2 little pieces, instead of one big piece, as was the norm. The two little pieces didn't even add up to a normal one at other cheaper places. The taste was mediocre. At the entrance the usher boasted this fat chef who supposedly have cooked for them for 20 years now, but when we looked in it was this young, lean latin looking guy, wearing a cap and working at the stove. So everything he said about a good chef is an utter lie, and the quality of the food (or lack there of) confirmed to us that the standard of this place has dropped a lot (apparently XXL went there before, and gave it glowing praise pre-shock). To say that we were dissappointed is an understatement. So now heres the message: DO NOT EVER GO TO PICCOLLO MONDO. That place is a bloody rip-off, and the less customers they get now the better. Cheats.
Disappointed with our dinner we went looking for desert. It was so funny. XXL wanted to go to a certain cake shop, and jon had in mind another. Under the impression that they were heading for the same place, we were led for a walk along lygon, passing those stupid restaurant ushers who kept ring to get us to go in and "get you some free garlic bread, you can sit wherever you like, get you some coffee" abour 4 times. And the worst of all was the Mondo Piccollo person, who can't recognise any of the people who he scammed. I had to suppress the urge to punch him 4 times. When we finally found the place it was already 8pm. We spent another 20 minutes standing at the counter staring at the cakes like idiots because we can't decide. I think the waitress was getting a bit pissed of at us. Her expression wasn't too encouraging. The cakes was nice. We had a ncie chocoate rum and raisin cake and an orange almond cake. And nothing more happened after that.
Current Mood: Foul, aching in a lot of places from badminton and wushu.
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