My workmates Brent and Rob turned 39 and 29 respectively so we had drinkies with them at 3 Degrees, QV. After we had enough James Squire brew to last us a while, Adam and I finished off the night with a quick dinner at the nearby Pacific BBQ Cafe on Lonsdale St. The first time I went there, I was very disappointed and have not been back ever since. Apparently though, I should have tried their duck the first time and apparently, it’s a lot better now that they’ve sorted out their teething issues so we decided to give them another chance. Now, this place always seems to be packed even at odd hours so it wasn’t a surprise when we had to wait about 5 minutes for a table to open up. We settled in a booth and got down to work. I knew that I was going to go for the roast duck on rice ($9.50) so I didn’t bother studying the menu but just by looking at it, there were some significant changes since our last visit. More “proper” Cantonese dishes and less of the spaghetti and spam bullsht.
My duck arrived in literally 30 seconds. It wasn’t as good as I had expected, to be honest. The skin wasn’t terribly crispy and the meat-to-fat ratio was something like 10-90. Ugh. Okay, so I was only halfway through this mediocre meal when WHOA, the waiter plonked the bill on our table. While I understand that the restaurant were keen to maintain a high turnover to get as many people through as possible, I just thought he was beyond rude for doing that. Nevertheless, I took my dear time eating … but that didn’t stop the waiter from then taking away all the empty bowls on the table without even asking us if it was okay to do so. In the end, I ended up losing my appetite, made Adam eat the rest of my duck (haha) and said that I was off. Rude bastards. Never again.