Thread: 3 farangs go into an MK restaurant...what a fucking disaster

Todays lunch choice was either that US chain Sizzlers or MK. I hate Sizzlers and all their supersize me style dishes for all their obese fat fucking American customers and there was a huge queue anyway.

Anyway, our only other option was the much lauded MK, with its colourful ads and inviting looking staff, we thought "why not?"

For those of you unfamiliar with MK, you pretty much pay to cook a huge bowl of soup but with your choice of ingredients. Otherwise your menu choies are limited to green mama noodles and duck in sauce or spare ribs, neither of which gets the wind up my short mini skirt.

Anyway we ordered a huge plate of veg which was to make up the base of the soup, as well as an egg. Still bland as an orang-u-tan's bollocks. Add some chillis and lemon, still as tasteless as fuck. When our choice of raw meats arrived, fish, soi dogs feet, crab balls, pigs kidney, pork, prawns, tofu, salmon and liver, we did what we saw everyone else doing and dipped them into the bubbling soup to cook them, but still bland, like plain boiled pork.

So whats the secret here, some of you must know how to make a trip to MK at least palatable for a farang, I know the obvious "take your missus" thing but if thats all MK actually is, then why the huge fucking success story???

Imagine you went into a restaurant and you were served that soup, you wouldn't pay would you? Instead you pay to cook it for your fucking yourself!!!

Pile of festering shite if you ask me.