I was in Surin the other night, in a place called The Farang Connection and I ordered a beer but was unable to buy a beer on account of it being a public holiday - try explaining that to somebody who's never been here - anyway, 'your loss' I thought, and ordered a bottle of water, and the waiter bowed ever so slowly and sauntered off to the fridge - he may as well have shuffled backwards to get it, anyway - he comes back with the water and so begins the process of putting it down on the table.
I was halfway through a conversation with a Seppo and I could see the waiters arm and the water in my left peripheral vision, the water slowly making it's way downward to the table at the speed of about 5 meters an hour, with the same dainty care normally applied to finishing a house of cards or completing a matchstick Eiffel Tower.
I came this fucking close to swiping it out of his hand and slamming it down in front of me, throwing the ice from my glass over my shoulder and pouring the already very cold water myself - leaving the subservient twat frozen bent forward with his hand open.
I'm sorry, I just had to get that off my chest.
Oh, and by the way - actually this should be the dominant subject - the sausage beans and mash that descended to my table at the same delicate progress was fucking awful, really really bad - the sausages literally made me heave and tasted like gone off 7-Eleven hamburger patties, the beans were sort of grey in colour and the mash was pure white, unsalted and more bland than a bowel of steamed rice - which would NOT have cost 200 baht.
The name of the place once again is The Farang Connection and the owner has a photo of him and his wife on the menu. Whoever you are, you look like a nice enough bloke so just to let you know - sort out your restaurant, it's proper shit and should be shut down. Gordon Ramsay would have called the police, and the only reason I didn't blow a fuse was because I was ushered away quickly by the two merkins I was with, I mean Jesus Christ - even the Coleman's mustard on EVERY table was off - how bad must a place be for English mustard to turn foul??? I had to disguise the taste as best I could with Heinz hotdog mustard and it repeated on me for hours. The dogs didn't even touch the sausage I rejected, you're lucky I didn't have my camera on me.
If anybody knows this establishment, please pass on my disgust - hopefully he will have some pride in his business and make a little effort, that's all it takes, a little effort and investment, to be a half decent place that folks can give a good report about. I don't blame him for the waiters, they are from Issan and that has to be expected.
If the owner is a member on here then please PM me so we can arrange for me to get my 200 baht back.