Jasmine Thai Cuisine, Phoenix Arizona

It was different. Very. Compared to Bahn Thai Express or Lemon Grass in Fairbanks. Fairbanks has great Thai food. I ordered the #31 Pad Thai. It was saucy. Maybe too much oil. Like as if the chef accidentally was pushed and emptied the whole thing of sauce into my dish. The noodles were annoying. They were very slippery, but also sticky. Strange. They had a salad side which composed of uncooked bean sprouts and carrots. The carrots were obviously old. That was nice and crunchy, but still could have been better! It had roasted peanuts and green onions. The green onions on top, the peanuts on the side, would have been better if they but it together, that way it didn't look like a do it yourself dinner meal. The presentation, a 25%. An F. Not very enjoyable. Not enough egg or chicken and the chicken slices were much too big, I looked like a stray dog trying to tear it apart. The noodles, too long, I mean come on. They dangled from my fork and was just a complete mess. Oh, but the appetizers were fine. The Egg Role, meh, didn't have much taste. The Fried Wontons on the other hand were great, a 72% at most. The cream cheese innards were a nice touch and the sweet sauce was good too. The Water had too much ice. Too cold. I drank it within a few minutes. Which meant they had to come over and fill it up again. One time, I finished off my water and was going to ask my grandmother to let me have her water, but immediately the waiter popped up and refilled it. Actual milliseconds after I had asked, and there was no way she could have heard me from the counter, no way. She must have been hiding in the booth in front, listening to our every word, afraid I found out about the sauce mess up with my Pad Thai. Or maybe cameras hidden in the walls or napkin container, watching us and studying us like we were animal test subjects. Spooky. I had nightmares of the terrible taste left in my mouth from the food and the creepy restaurant. The restaurant was like a worn down ware house, the lighting was bad and the music reminded my grandmother of Hello Kitty. It was terrible. There were also strange mirrors on the walls, possibly a one-sided mirror where they could see us from the other side, but we couldn't see them. the mirrors were much too high for anyone to see them self, and nothing reflected off them except the ceiling, an ugly sight. I tried to keep my head pointed the other direction. There was a also a strange young man diagonally across from me, who kept on glancing my way, when i looked back he turned the other way and laughed with the other man we was with. I did not like him. The Pad Thai I would give a miserable
18%