Anytime I travel anywhere, there would be at least one person asking me to bring home a Hard Rock T-shirt. So I suppose, there must be something really special about Hard Rock. I wouldn't know because I've been living in a cave for the past 25 years.
Anyway, in 2010, someone took me to a Hard Rock Cafe in Kuala Lumpur. I had mixed grills; it was really good. They had a nice live band, and the ambiance was cozy enough. A great place to chill out with friends, but I'm still not going to start buying T-shirts.
