Revisiting "Noble Palace"

Tonight my family had dinner at this small cantonese restaurant at Eastpoint shopping centre, which was near my house, and I was swept by a feeling of nostalgia, a "Noble" nostalgia if you know what I mean. Haha.

It was a small to medium size restaurant serving cantonese food. Getting in was not so much of a problem even though it was crowded. We ordered a few dishes and waited.

Well the first problem appeared. We had this pot of chinese tea, and after it emptied, what you usually do is tilt the lid of the teapot so as to inform the waitress to refill it with hot water. One waitress came over and brought the teapot away to be refilled, but it didn't come back. Instead it ended up on the next table. So my father had to inform them about this, and the waitress was still laughing heartily about how she had fumbled up this easy task.

Then my father was quite irritated that the food was served quite slowly, and the portions were quite small. There was no option for large/medium/small, all the dish portions were a standard, small.

And then as encountered before in a far far away place called Noble Palace, the dish which I ordered did not arrive! We were almost done with dinner but there was no sign of the dish. And the thing was, the waitress cancelled out the dish on the receipt to symbolise that the dish had arrive, even though it did not. Anyway, my father indicated to the waiter/waitress 2 times about this but still it drew a blank.

I was smiling to myself as I recalled this incident some time last year which ended in some drama. Hence I was keeping my cool while watching my father sweat over this. I wanted to tell him to take it easy but I thought that maybe it was better to just keep quiet, lest the tea ended somewhere else.

So he stood up and went to the cashier to foot the bill before the dish arrive, with a great feeling of displeasure (this is an understatement). Anyway, I was at least glad there were no big dramas. Haha, what a "Noble" feeling!