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Why?

Why the dickens, not? 

Wednesday, August 11, 2004

The Nandos Fiasco

I don't know whether i should be pissed off, amused or disappointed. It's 3 days since the darned thing opened, and i have not even seen, let alone savored the grub.

Day1: Having seen the Nandos Sign in front of Crescat, yours truly is all hyped up. It's just that I've never been to an opening of a new food joint; i guess i wanted to see if it's anything like reading a book that's just been put out. Plus, i really wanted to stick it to the Deli guys who palmed off a block of ice disguised as a Frappe the last time around.

After getting the wife to cancel all kinds of appointments, we arrive at the hallowed portals of Nandos, only to see a cheap dot-matrix printout sporting the words 'private party' stuck on the said portal. Private Party??????!!!! Couldn't they have said so earlier? Of course they might have if i had enquired beforehand...

Why would anyone want an exclusive party for a fast food joint anyway? Arggggghhhhhh!!! We ask wot it's all about, and the guy asks us if we have invitations. Ummm No, we say. The guy gives us a bugger off expression and informs us that they'll be open tomorrow.

We quietly, skulk away and let the deli guys rip us off yet again. Actually, we could have

1. Said yes, we do have an invitation
2. Just walked in nonchalantly pretending to be deaf
3. Threatened to urinate at the entrance

< sigh > these things never come to you when you really need em.

Day 2: @#%*&###!?!? ONLY take-away; and there's a queue a bloody mile long!! And a chap has the audacity to say that this is only for today, and that normal operations will commence, yes... you guessed it, tomorrow. The Deli guys get another turn at the now popular rip-gumz-off game.

It's mind boggling to think what would happen today. Just how does one get to sink ones teeth into a Nandos chicken Peri Peri? Maybe Sacrificing a virgin to the Chicken Gods of Nandos, in front of Crescat will help.

urped by gumz @ 11:18 AM


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