Oriental Garden 2

Ok, I admit it. I eat here for reasons of nostalgia, more than anything else. My wife and I used to have our names on the wall, framed in hearts. A romantic gesture from the previous manager, who also taught me how to make Jong Bond House Noodle Soup at home. In my memory, the portions used to be both bigger and cheaper. If you ordered a dish as extra hot, it came out with spices in the thermonuclear range. Now all is less … not bad … but less. Even the fortune cookies seem to be thinner … and the new fortunes … not so good: «tomorrow your day might not suck». Great. Something to look forward to.
Ok, so if you don’t remember the «before», the food’s decent. But I do have to say that I was bugged, quite literally by three flies. They kept dive bombing our heads. The manager and waitresses couldn’t have missed it … they even had an Ecolab fly zapper on the wall … but it was off! Heck! Pass me a fly swatter, or even a folded newspaper! But no. So, dinner was distracting, with hands waving all over the place, throughout the meal. We looked like we had a palsy.
Why didn’t I give this place a lower rating? I told you already … nostalgia!