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Soliloquy of the Drunken Thai Noodles
(The stage is dimly lit. A single spotlight illuminates a steaming bowl of noodles center stage.)
Noodle: (in a slurred, noodle-like voice) Oh, woe is me! A tangled mess of rice and spice, swimming in the murky broth of my own existence. I, the humble Thai noodle, once firm and resolute, now sway like a drunken sailor on choppy seas.
Broth: (gurgling) Noodle, why dost thou lament? Is it the fiery chili that burns thy delicate strands? Or perhaps the fragrant lemongrass that whispers secrets of distant lands?
Noodle: (swirling in the broth) Nay, 'tis not the spices that trouble my starched soul. It is the fate that binds me to this ceramic vessel—a vessel that cradles the sorrows of countless hungry souls. I am but a fleeting pleasure, a fleeting slurp, lost in the labyrinth of taste buds.
Bean Sprouts: (poking their heads above the surface) Hark! The noodle speaks truth. We, too, are but ephemeral beings, born from the soil, sprouting forth to dance upon this savory stage. Our crunch, our freshness—it matters not. We, too, shall drown in the broth of oblivion.
Basil Leaves: (rustling) Yet, dear noodle, dost thou not see? Our destiny lies not in the depths of this bowl, but in the hearts of those who consume us. For with each chopstick wielded, with each slurp, we become memories—fragments of flavor etched into their souls.
Noodle: (twirling) Ah, sweet basil, your wisdom transcends the steam rising from this cauldron. But tell me, when the last chopstick descends, when the final drop of broth is drained, what then? Shall we be forgotten, lost in the haze of drunken revelry?
Broth: (bubbling) Fear not, my noodle friend. For even as the bowl empties, our essence lingers—a hint of lemongrass on parted lips, a memory of warmth on a cold winter's night. We are sustenance and sentiment, nourishing both body and soul.
Noodle: (swaying) Then let us embrace our fate, fellow ingredients! Let us revel in the slurps, the stumbles, the laughter that accompanies our descent. For we are more than mere sustenance; we are poetry in a porcelain bowl, a symphony of flavors that echoes through time.
(The spotlight fades, leaving only the aroma of Thai spices lingering...
Read moreI have been a regular of this establishment ever since they first opened, coming by 2-3 days out of the week, even before they became Lamoon. However, my patronage ends today. Today, I wanted to stop by to see what the lunch specials were.; but before I entered the restaurant, I stopped in front to check my phone. A couple of feet away, there was a man and woman sitting on the steps having a conversation. I can hear the woman asking if "you have a problem with me?" I ignore her thinking that she is talking to the man. A few minutes later, she is in MY face asking if I had a problem with her? I am puzzled because I have never seen this woman a day in my life. I let her know that I am a customer. She then asks if I work at the establishment, to which I replied that I do not. Her response was, "you're lying!" I don't want any trouble, I just want to get my food and get the hell out of there, but she prevents me from entering the restaurant, accusing me of lying to her. She then opens the door and shoves me into the restaurant spewing obscenities. Once inside the restaurant, I ask the gentleman behind the register to call the police because the woman outside assaulted me. His response was, "I have nothing to do with that. If you want to call the police you can do that from your own phone." I'm upset at this point and I ask, "did you not see that woman shove me in here? Of course it's your business! She is harassing customers in front of your establishment!" The restaurant worker repeats himself saying, "we don't want to involve the police, do you understand that?" I say all this to say that I have been a REGULAR of this establishment since 2008. I expected a little more from the restaurant worker instead of just a shrug. I am Asian, by the way. Now had I been a WHITE woman who had gotten assaulted, I am QUITE sure they would have called the police on my behalf and at least ACTED like they cared...
I've attached pics of the assailant. So if you see her, beware...she is very hostile and...
Read moreFood is always great here, I highly advocate that this is the BEST Thai spot in Silver Spring, until recently. The restaurant closes at 10pm as advertised, i placed an order at 9:42 for a Kao Soi and EXTRA CRISPY WINGS. The host calls me back at 9:43 saying my order is ready.. How is that possible? I get there 5 mins later and i ask to see the food before i pay, the manager gets an attitude with me and i explain that i just want to check the food for freshness. She gets upset with me and starts yelling saying i ordered too late, then she says that she will remake the wings, my guess it that it clearly wasn't made to my order. After thinking about it for a minute i decided to cancel the wings because i really didn't like her attitude and i definitely didn't trust her making any of my food. When she herd this she went off the wall yelling and then she called the owner of the store and told me to talk to him because.. i don't know.. She put the phone on speaker and overtime i tried to talk she kept talking over me... Really at this point a think anybody would just cancel the entire order, but i kept going and explained how i felt to the owner. He said he understood, and they only charged me for the Kao Soi. The manager grabs her phone and starts talking in Thai with the owner, I pay for my food. As i am waiting for a bag, They are writing my name and number on a paper saying "DO NOT ORDER". I ask why and they tell me we wont take your orders any more. I ask for a bag and the manager yells 5 CENTS. I ordered food i need a bag to carry it.... she throws the bag in my direction... So now I leave feeling heart broken. I really loved this place, would always recommend it. Not happening anymore. I no longer recommend this place, and i would never trust that manager. Find...
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