I’ve seen places like this. You only notice them late at night when all the lights are off elsewhere. Operated infrequently cuz it’s just a family joint and they got other stuff to do. But you chance upon them at the right time and oh man is it worth it.
“oh man I don’t wanna call the cops on this white boy… Honey he says he wants the menu. I dunno. Make him some noodles and some chicken. He doesn’t know I’m speaking English and not Cantonese, that’s how zooted he is.”
I’d believe it. One time at a concert we all did acid and molly. At a certain point I needed to go down the stairs to another level, but as I attempted to go down, there was an usher telling me I couldn’t go downstairs. So I said “Oh, sorry, my bad” and walked away. A few minutes later, my friends come find me and walk me down that same staircase, and the usher said nothing, which I thought was odd.
It was later after sobering up that my friends told me that what actually happened was I had walked right up to the usher, stared intensely at them for a solid minute, before saying “Oh, sorry, my bad” and walking off.
Another time, I had a buddy get incredibly high and was trying to run to the police station up the street because we were “mind controlling him”, and then later that evening after calming him down, was watching porn and having conversations with the actors as if they were speaking directly to him. Not even masturbating, mind you, just watching porn to converse with them.
A variety of reasons. Some move around as different days brings different crowds. Some only open when they need money and take a break when they do not. Some go out of business as they were just not good at managing their operations yet their food was amazing. Some get sick. Some just move around the block as they were on someone’s turf. Sure there are other reasons but getting shutdown by the police seems to not really happen here much unless you are in front of a government building or a some wealthy property. Out side of that it is a free for all. At least here in Vietnam.
Like looking up a mediocre band/dj you heard while rolling at a festival. Ugh. Makes you think maybe drugs just make people dumb enough to like everything.
We once accidentally did this in China far off the usual tourist locations for foreigners. People were chilling outside sitting around the table and we mastook them for a café. The host told us about the errors of our ways but was hospitable enough to talk with us and offered some food, which we paid for. That was an interesting experience
"You are entering the vicinity of an area adjacent to a location.
The kind of place where there might be a monster, or some kind of weird mirror.
These are just examples; it could also be something much better.
Prepare to enter The Scary Door."
Futurama
And the original behind The Scary Door:
“You’re traveling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind.
A journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of imagination.
That’s the signpost up ahead - your next stop, the Twilight Zone!”
Or:
“There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man.
It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity.
It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man’s fears and the summit of his knowledge.”
Those are mobile restaurants run by kitsune who cross dimensions to serve a variety of clientele. You just happened to have stumbled inside on the night before they left to another realm. Consider thyself lucky, mortal, for their food is god-tier
Being high also increases the pleasure from foods, in my experience. One time my wife made chocolate chip pancakes while we were high and they were legit the best thing I’d ever eaten, but looking back on a photo I took of them they look like they probably weren’t very great.
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