MOS BURGERS!!!!!!

Considering how much MOS BURGER I eat in Taiwan, I think it's time for post dedicated just to some Mos. Even though they are just burgers, for some reason I feel like it might be one of the things I miss the most once I go back to California. Maybe Mos for dinner tonight then?


Teriyaki Chicken Burger. I was thoroughly unimpressed with the dryness and lack of flavor but I've heard great things about it so maybe I just got a bad egg.


According to the elders, when I was 4 yrs old or so, I spent a summer in Taiwan and every day after day care, I HAD to eat Mos Burger Fries. That was back in the day, when there was only one Mos in all of Taiwan.


My favorite item on the menu. A fried shrimp burger with a lot of thinly chopped lettuce and some crazy sauce that tastes like thousand island/ tarter sauce/ mayo. Every burger is made to order so the shrimp is always still steaming hot when you break the fried exterior.


The classic Mos Burger. Love it too. The patty is very dense and flavorful. Fits nicely with a thick tomato slice and a chili-like sauce.


A potato patty. My dad loves this one but I am not too interested. I eat it sometimes just for kicks.


Witness the joy that MOS brings to children all over the world.

IRON BOARD COOK!

Hit up some teppanyaki this weekend with Diana. We went to one at the bottom floor of the huge shopping mall between Vieshow theatres and ESLITE. The seating was a bit cramped but the experience and food was great. Highly recommended for everyone. Now sit down and let's go teppanyakiiing!


Bean sprouts and chicken start getting some heat. Check out the pile of awesome garlic there. Wonderful.


The lamb gets tossed in the mix, as well as our green onion and pickle omelet.


WHOA!!!! Cover your eyes viewers. Don't want to get splashed with scalding oil! Teppanyaki sure is intense!


Our lamb and bean sprouts served and ready for consumption. Everyone had very strong flavor and depth though I never felt it was too oily. Mr. Omelet is still getting prepped up in the back. He is eager to get in on this action.


Garlic chicken and Mr. Omelet join the party. Time for another bowl of rice! (Why am I referring to the omelet as "Mr. Omelet" you ask? I do not know. Just go with it.)


It's times like these when I look around and realize how truly wonderful life can be.