
Quote from urban dictionary’s definition of BFF:
This simply stands for best friend forever. A BFF is someone who has been there for you at all times and will listen to what ever you have to say. They will call you just to see how you are, but that’s if they’re not with you at the moment. Usually, a BFF is someone you’ve known most of your life and have been through a lot with them.
Thad: Dude, why are you always with Yamila?
Sonny: It’s simple, she’s my BFF.
Greg: What does BFF stand for?
Sonny: Best Friend Forever, idiot.
Haha
I was out with three of my BFFs (haha) during the weekend and had a really good time doing our usual random things. One thing that’s never random is of course, dining. Thinking that we had stuffed our faces for lunch and that a light dinner would do, we proceeded to a coffee-place, apparently ‘just for drinks’. That is, until the menu was read!

The venue was CoffeZone. I had their lamb cutlet, well done, and in black pepper sauce. With two heaps (or rather, generous quenelles) of mashed potato, it was a match made in the cesspits of gastronomic heaven. For a small/short person, this dish was a bit too much for me to be honest, and even my inner glutton couldn’t finish it up. But a pretty good and tender meat can never go wrong, especially when the chef did it spot on to the diner’s request. The mash too, was creamy and ultimately did me in with respect to a filling effect. I was very satisfied, I fank you.

In fact Coffeezone is not a bad place to have a good meal, and the turn-out on that night seemed to prove that notion. I saw varied demographics that formed the clientele of this place (mind you, I’m refering to their Kiulap branch), which consisted of families with young children (note: not toddlers), couples and groups of peopls possibly in their mid-20s to early 30s.

The drink for me was
comme ci comme ca though, and for a place called Coffeezone, my coffee drink wasn’t precisely memorable. They could truly do without the outdated (read:
not classic) decor of the run-of-the-mill loveletter/wafer jutting-out-of-the-drink ensemble. T’s lemony drink was ok I suppose, at least we made plenty of jokes about the devil’s fork stir-er that was in the drink. And she seemed to have gulped her espresso cup in a blink ^_^ J also had two drinks: a green tea delight which was very nice (according to him), and a ‘normal’ moccachino. M was well stuffed and only had garlic bread which we shamelessly helped ourselves with

Her drink? Can’t recall to be honest..
J, testing his photog skills
Both J and T had the grilled salmon and seemed to have enjoyed them very much! You can of course opt to have the protein dishes with a side of baked or mashed potatoes, or fries (which is not charged extra as the previous two).
All in all, a pretty swell service from the attendants is what I really wanted to write about. I know of a lot of restaurants and diners here in Brunei that have excellent food but ultimately poor service. Some will not even apologise or have the decency to say please and thank you, and that’s an awfully common trait over here, for some reason. One thing I really loathe about some establishments is the fact that the waiters would hover about your table for the entire length of your meal, making you extremely conscious of your gob and the crummies that may be hanging about on your chin

For some reason, their training probably included getting indoctrinated with a mantra on invading the privacies of their clientele whilst they eat! There is a fine line between being attentive, waiting hand and foot; and being just a plain nuisance. And coffeezone, at least that night, seemed to know the difference. So well done on that ^_^
For the service delivery and excellent dishes, I give them a well-deserved 7/10. Only cos the drinks weren’t hitting the spot. The company I had though, made everything seemed perfect ^_^ Awwww.. group hugs, BFFs!