Ok. So we all know. It’s an absolute nightmare to even make a booking. The booking form is as famous as the restaurant itself.
It’s rigid, comprehensive and virtually impossible. It almost makes you want to give up on food. Life even!
So I thought, what better way to enable my fellow foodies by writing up about my first-hand booking experience and share with you some of my key tips picked up over the course of a month.
With the hope that one day, you could almost certainly secure a spot at the elusive Momofuku Seiōbo restaurant. Or at least die trying.
My experience was no easy feat. Oh no no… But practice makes perfect and with countless attempts later, I would hone my clicking and typing skills down to a ‘T”, eventually taking me to see the bright lights of sweet success.
I would ceremoniously log in everyday at 10:00, enter my details, hit ok, only to find crosses everywhere along the reservation table. This would already be my third week running…
Finally, I found a green tick that was available for me to click on. Ding ding ding – Jack pot.
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