Earlvin S.
Yelp
What an absolute travesty. An undeniable, unequivocal, raging travesty! Never in my ~21 years of life have I ever been so heartbroken. My lips and hands are literally trembling as I struggle to type these words. The pain, I imagine, of amputating your own limbs cannot compare to the agony and disappointment currently boiling within me. Oh my beloved Mings, how could you?! You took my love and rejected it; you took my hope and spit on it; you took my heart and gave it the middle finger. You middle-fingered my heart and you don't even care, Mings! How can you live with yourself! You have the potential to become a Michelin star restaurant, yet you can't even compete with your sister down in Doraville. You have no business even being in the same plaza as elite establishments, like Iron Age and Glam 104. As the calm and peaceful Will Smith stated, "At your highest moment, be careful, that's when the devil comes for you." Well, Mings BBQ Duluth, you're not even CLOSE to your highest moment! So no need worry about the devil coming anytime soon.
TLDR - They had no crispy pork left (in the middle of the afternoon). They charged us $3 per bowl of rice, even though we ordered multiple meat entrees. They charged us $1 extra for a small saucer of green onions. Our group lightly joked about inflation after hearing these extra charges, and the waiter indirectly told us to buy/cook our own food if we didn't want to pay. Every time I bit into the duck, I had to spend 20 seconds picking the bones out of my mouth. So, as I was saying, an absolute travesty.