Enjoy Cafe 1 Plus 1 (Richmond)

EC and I began hanging out for lunch during the brief time when the two of us were colleagues – and we often went to Enjoy Cafe 1 Plus 1, located near Westminster Highway and No. 3 Road.

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It seems to be very busy every Saturday early afternoon, but on Wednesdays when we go there, it’s more than half empty – and there’s also the after 3 p.m. special menu.

During this particular visit, it was a Saturday and the place was packed.

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For each meal, a free drink is included, and I normally order the cold lemon iced tea. On this visit, both EC and I ordered Vermicelli. 

EC’s came with chicken wings. Mine was Seafood Vermicelli.

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For EC and me, these visits to Enjoy Cafe are always to take time out from work to “enjoy” hanging out during lunch. That’s the most important aspect of these trips.

But – I’ll add that I probably won’t order seafood again… I’ll probably have something with meat next time. To me, EC’s dish certainly looked better than mine!

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Fresh Press Coffee Bar (Richmond)

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(Photo taken on a Sunday morning, a day the store is closed)

I’m going to call it as I see it. That’s how I am.

The first (and only) time I stepped foot into Fresh Press Coffee Bar, I was not impressed. The lady (whom I assume is the owner) had a very cold voice when speaking to me asking what I wanted to order.

I was surprised because I assumed she would be friendlier. Of course, after taking my order, she turned to her friend (who was a customer) and spoke to her in a warm tone – and they were essentially gossiping about weddings and their husbands.

When my order was ready – it was Peppermint tea – she used a cold voice to announce it was ready.

She, her friend, and I were the only people in the shop at that particular time. I sat down and began working on a writing project. In the meantime, the two were chatting about wedding-related stuff. Girl talk.

And… the friend got up to leave, and just at that moment, a gentleman came in. He, like me, was a new customer. A first-timer. With the friend gone, she was very friendly with the new customer. (Geez, where was that friendly service when I was at the counter?)

Because of the size of the shop, whatever they were saying was very audible. She was admiring his accent and inquired which part of Europe he was from. Don’t get me wrong – she was very charming with this customer. But with me, it was coldness. She told him – and I could hear all this as I was typing away at my computer – that she was interested in knowing what her customers drank.

Hmm – again, where was this when I was ordering?

So, they had a conversation – a lengthy one – and she was asking about his family background, his life coming over to North America, etc. Okay, I get it that she is friendly with customers – and perhaps I might have gotten that treatment had her friend not been there.

But come on… I was also a first-time customer and received poor treatment, if you compared the two visits (mine and the other guy’s).  She was intrigued with him because of his European accent. Yet, if she was as observant as she claimed to be, didn’t she notice I was carrying two phones, a computer, and a digital voice recorder?

So, I assumed she came across journalists or freelance writers every day?

Anyway, gossiping with her friend was annoying, but this different type of treatment was just as horrible – if not worse – considering first impressions are important.

I guess she would prefer that a customer such as me wouldn’t be back.

Just telling it the way I experienced it.

I didn’t stay long; I was in there for 20 minutes max, as I had an appointment in the area right at 4pm and I was there just after 3:30. I later asked a colleague about this place – and he acknowledged to me that the lady there was very chatty – and weird. So, that meant my colleague received the same treatment as the European man.

I guess I’m just not welcomed.

Pepper Lunch (Re-Visit)

This is a re-visit to Pepper Lunch in Richmond, where I stopped by one evening for dinner.

I had one of the items on their dinner special, which was Prawns and Sliced Angus Steak (C$18.95) and came with rice, Miso soup, a pop, and Mochi ice cream.

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The meal also came with two different sauces, which gave everything a very tasty flavour. Those sauces gave a kind of sweet flavour.

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At Pepper Lunch, you order at the front and pay first, before being assigned a table and then the food brought to you. And on this visit, I was in such a hurry that as soon as I finished all the prawns, steak, veggies, and rice, I grabbed my jacket and left.

The next morning, when I was marking a student’s essay, I saw the words “ice cream”…. and I suddenly remembered, right then, that I had forgotten my Mochi the night before!! I had ordered the mango flavour at the counter, and I had completely forgotten about it, taking off after finishing the rice. Oh man!

The Awful “Connie’s Curry Kitchen” (Richmond)

IMG_5272[1].JPGThe title says it all. Connie’s Curry Kitchen, located in the food court in Richmond’s Parker Place (4380 No. 3 Road, Richmond), is simply awful.

I was there wanting to buy their Hainanese Half Chicken, and I stood at the counter with money in my hand. The woman at the counter, who clearly saw me, continued to just do her work – putting new prices on the menu board behind her.

When I spoke up to place my order, she had a very surly look and was, I would say, rude. Wow. C’mon, maybe that’s how you do things in China or Hong Kong or wherever you’re from, but this is unacceptable in Canada.

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Anyway, the worst part was when the food was ready. She put the container in a plastic bag and tied it up – without putting in any tissue/napkin or utensils. No fork or chopstick. Horrible service. Simply awful.

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O Cafe (Richmond Olympic Oval)

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I was at the Richmond Olympic Oval to check out a BC Major Midget Hockey playoff game, and stopped by the O Cafe on the ground floor of the building.

The pasta caught my eye this time, and I ordered a large one to go.

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The taste was very ordinary – and expensive too – but at least the hockey game wasn’t too bad. I guess you can’t win ’em all. But in all seriousness I would recommend eating become going to the Oval, or bringing your own food.

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But obviously I wasn’t there for the food; I was there for the game and to talk to the winning side:

…and the broadcaster too: