Crap meals outI'd chosen to take my in-laws to one of my favourite restaurants, only to discover it had changed hands the week before. We waited half an hour to get menus. The waitress broke the cork in the wine we ordered. She got our order wrong. The food was luke-warm, mine was overcooked, the rest was undercooked. After waiting another 40 minutes for the last course, we were told that we couldn't have any as the chef had "forgotten to de-frost the puddings".
Let's just say they didn't get a tip. Tell us of your crap meals out.
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chthonic, Thu 27 Apr 2006, 14:22)
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Jimmy's British Pub in ThailandBangyakok. My mate was a stauch orangey coloured man from Belfast, hated foreign food. I loved it or so I thought! Smart arse!
He took me to Jimmy's where true Brits can relax in the style of true Brits everywhere. Chucking arrows and Pissed.
The beer was Aussie - "What the fucks 'Bietter' mate?" and the food was all english, I was told. Like fuck.
I ordered a nice bowl of Soup o' the Day and some bread. It took a while. Everyone else had prawn and melon cocktails.
A big bowl thusly arrived at our dinner table with a steaming tea towel over it. The crusty bread was served with butter, nice!
Today we have Oxtail said our thai waitress and took the tea towel off the bowl.
It was genuine Oxtail all right.
Sitting a clear bowl of gelatinous liquid was the last few vertabra of a deceased Ox. (water buffalo actually, but who's being picky?)
The end of the arse and first few inches of the tail clearly visible swirling around in a tail flicky sort of way, plus bits had floated off into the liquid.
I quickly ordered a local curry, chicken and the waitress tucked into the buffalo arse as she was off-duty in five. Nice girl, but no tits.
(, Sat 29 Apr 2006, 0:03, Reply)
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