May Wong (Mae)
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This is by far the worst service I’ve experienced at any restaurant near Waikiki. I can’t believe a decades-old establishment could be so out of touch with the warmth Hawaii is known for!
The short-haired blonde woman taking orders looked like she was at a funeral—expressionless, cold, and spoke with zero warmth. There was no service to speak of. You had to get your own soda, and there were no straws. The cold noodles were completely bland, and the grilled short ribs tasted like something from Costco slathered in BBQ sauce—not even as good as something you’d make at home.
Honestly, it’s hard not to feel disheartened. Tourist money must be too easy. After eating, you’re expected to throw away your own containers and even return the bowls from your table—what is this, full self-service?
Despite the mediocre food, the lack of service, and being met with a sour face, I was still expected to pay a 15% tip. Tip culture is meant to reward good service—not this. You don’t deserve it!