Kowloon
7.2
Overall
by 91 people
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10
Everyone | You | |
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Decor | 7.8 | |
Drink Quality | 6.8 | |
Drink Selection | 8 | |
Food Quality | 7.3 | |
Food Selection | 9 | |
Mood | 7.1 | |
Music | 4.4 | |
Service | 7.9 | |
Tikiness | 7.2 | |
Tilt | 7.1 | |
Vibe | 6.8 |
People who go to Kowloon at least a few times a month.
People who go to Kowloon at least a few times a year.
People who have been to Kowloon at least once.
The waiter was a classy gentleman of very few words, if by classy you mean completely devoid of all personality and human expression. When presented with a “how are you tonight” his response was a short grunt. Thankfully this dude was also our part time bartender and dispensed our rotten orange drinks with haste.
After consuming what we could of our pupu platter, the fire continued to rage and singe the arm hairs off our bodies every time we wanted to share our entrees. On a positive note it’s way cheaper and less painful than the local waxing spot. On a negative note, the burnt knuckle hair smell will linger in my nasal cavities for quite sometime.
This place is absolutely filled to “the rim” with dudes bringing their side chicks. Interestingly, there seems to be no discrimination of age when it comes to a prime date night spot.
While the place was absolutely ridiculous, we appreciated the 42 fortune cookies left at our table as a consolation prize. I had a great time, it just wasn’t here.