GO FUCK YOURSELF ON THE BORDER

This was one god awful shitty tasting crappy worse mexican lunch ever.

On the border go fuck yourself. You should be called borderline tasty food because your food is damn borderline edible.

Seriously, quoting from Sir Charles Barkley fucking cold cheese?! How you serve cold cheese? You are a damn mexican restaurant!

And your plates looks damn ugly and cheap okay.

Okay fine being a bit anal now but I am damn pissed. What a horrible lunch. I had such high expectations for you.

Do you know that we were so UNSATISFIED WITH OUR MEAL?

I SHOULD HAVE JUST NOT EATEN ANYTHING.

Gah.

We were so unsatisfied that we were trying to find something else to munch on afterwards. We were so depressed.

Your restaurant empty yo.

Reflect on yourself.

Wait what. Why are there people lining up…Should have warned them of the shitty food.

We should have drank the bar dry to numb our senses.

My photo taking skills must have you wondering if I am over exaggerating on the shittiness of this restaurant.

THE CHEESE IS COLD.

THE MEAT WAS COLD.

THE CHICKEN WINGS WERE TASTELESS.

Got free chips but fuck you still you still horrible godammit I just want my meal back like fuck it’s like I will never this time of my life back I now have to live with the fact that I had such a shitty ass meal in Seoul when everything else is probably 10000 times better than this shit that I have now consumed.

But at least you can’t fuck up a corn cob right?

Fuck me. You can.

Why the fuck would you add cheese on this shit like no tomorrow. like your life fucking depended on it, like you trying to impress me that your restaurant has unlimited supply of fucking cheese?

God dammit.

Even your chili sauce is shit. Come on man!

“The Fiesta Starts Now” go fuck yourself.

Written from Seoul, Westin on March 22, 2017