Now I’m not a big shopping type person. I hate the crowds and never know what to buy. But what makes the shopping experience most unpleasant is the customer service you receive. You’re generally lucky if you get any service from the shop assistants.
Here in Malaysia the opposite is true. As soon as you enter the store you are welcomed….but then you are followed around the store by the shop assistant. They literary are two steps behind every move you make. Do they think I’m going to steal that antique 4-inch pewter replica of the Petronas Towers set on the polished wooden plinth? It’s quite unsettling. I think I much prefer the grumpy, stand-off, ignore you if you were on fire approach we have in the UK.
After all the chicken rice and stir fries; I needed something to bite on. I needed to masticate. What I needed was a nice juicy slab of meat. I came across a Korean chicken BBQ shop which, according to the guy outside, was world famous for its BBQ jerk chicken. Hang on. World famous Korean BBQ jerk chicken? Am I the only person in the world who does not know about this famed chicken dish? My ignorance of Korean cuisine is an embarrassment, and not as extensive as I thought, so I had to go in to rectify this situation.
Firstly, it was great to have something to chew on. A couple of juicy pieces of chicken smothered in jerk sauce, some fried rice, and a coleslaw / tomato salad. This was good and the jerk sauce was spicier than anticipated. Like a 5-year-old I made the mistake of tackling the salad and rice first leaving the ‘best bit’ to last. It was only then did I realise the extent of the spiciness when left with no rice to balance and absorb the bite of the sauce. After my analysis of the RSAR I really should have known better.
Here in Malaysia the opposite is true. As soon as you enter the store you are welcomed….but then you are followed around the store by the shop assistant. They literary are two steps behind every move you make. Do they think I’m going to steal that antique 4-inch pewter replica of the Petronas Towers set on the polished wooden plinth? It’s quite unsettling. I think I much prefer the grumpy, stand-off, ignore you if you were on fire approach we have in the UK.
After all the chicken rice and stir fries; I needed something to bite on. I needed to masticate. What I needed was a nice juicy slab of meat. I came across a Korean chicken BBQ shop which, according to the guy outside, was world famous for its BBQ jerk chicken. Hang on. World famous Korean BBQ jerk chicken? Am I the only person in the world who does not know about this famed chicken dish? My ignorance of Korean cuisine is an embarrassment, and not as extensive as I thought, so I had to go in to rectify this situation.
Firstly, it was great to have something to chew on. A couple of juicy pieces of chicken smothered in jerk sauce, some fried rice, and a coleslaw / tomato salad. This was good and the jerk sauce was spicier than anticipated. Like a 5-year-old I made the mistake of tackling the salad and rice first leaving the ‘best bit’ to last. It was only then did I realise the extent of the spiciness when left with no rice to balance and absorb the bite of the sauce. After my analysis of the RSAR I really should have known better.
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