Had 2 revelations on 2 types of F&B 2 days ago, things that I have been consuming or seeing on a regular basis.

First, the MOS burger.

The counter is situated right in front of a grocery shop where I have been shopping regularly but never thought of trying it. A friend suggested that we should have our dinner there.

Ordered a burger (duh! We were at MOS burger hello..)

Then the waiter came, serving us 3 nicely wrapped burgers. When I unwrapped mine, I saw this…

Should have seen the expression on my face when I unwrapped it.

“Eh!!! Where are the buns!!!????” There were just loads of green lettuce burying a piece of teriyaki chicken.

My friend took a closer look…“Oh ya…where IS the bun?”

So I wanted to ask the guy who made my “burger”. But somehow I felt that I could probably make a fool of myself asking such stupid question. Nonetheless, I went.

“Ahh…x’cuse me…Where is the bun?”

The guy gave me a blank look and said:“The one you ordered doesn’t come with buns.”

Feeling being”victimised” (a natural thinking process – see my previous post), I went to check the picture on the menu again. For real, the one I ordered really looked like this (WITHOUT THE BUN!)

Picture from MOS website

Great…how would I “assume” that there were buns?? It is indeed an optical illusion. My brain automatically “added” an image of buns to the picture.

Com’on, a burger without buns is not a burger ok. I joked to my friend,

“Perhaps it is ‘designed’ for weight-conscious ladies who want to eat burger, but not the bun. But and again, doesn’t it defeat the purpose of dining at MOS BURGER? I can just easily order a teriyaki chicken, right?”

So why do you think they serve this “burger” without buns?

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The same night after the “embarassing” dining experience, I “ritually” took out a mini packet of milo from my fridge for my nightly consumption before going to bed. By the way, it is very comforting to drink it slowly from the straw while lying on the sofa, which I have been doing it for a year. (May be at this point, you may be thinking that I am such a big baby)

Half way consuming it, I suddenly recalled that the bigger packet of milo which I just had 3 days ago didn’t taste as good as this. So I checked the manufacturing details and saw this…

Yeah..nothing “special” right? Just an ordinary milo packaging.

But if you look closely, the top-left banner is written in VIETNAMESE. The boy also looks pretty much like Viet/Chinese. I WAS DRINKING A VIETNAMESE MILO without physically being there!!

My conclusion is: Vietnamese milo taste better than Malaysia/Singapore one. Next time you should try one if you happen to see it.

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