Keng Seng is much like the infamous Charlies one through five, a Chinese that tastes like a cross between a Nigella Lawson and Jesus Christ cooked dish at three in the morning after a handful too many jars. When eating it at any other time, it looks like the Swedish chef from the Muppets had cooked it after doing a whole mess of drugs. Not to knock the Swedish chef, he’s an alright bloke, he just makes a mess and cooks kinda crap food; which is a bit like Keng Seng. It’s ok but messy when in your right frame of mind, but when you’re drunk it’s superb. That is when I would assume Keng Seng get most of their business. You get a free can of Coke when you spend over a tenner too. Don’t drink it, just leave it beside your bed. When your mouth tastes like sandpaper the next day you’ll thank me.
