Took my aged mother to Taybarns* for lunch
and found what felt like a lump of fruit stone in my mouth. When I spat it out it looked more like a chunk of tooth.

I took it to the manager and complained, politely but bitterly. He apologised profusely and gave me a complaint form to fill in.

After scribbling out my details and a description of the foreign body, I returned to the food and polished off another few platesful.

Then... I realised that half of one of my molars was missing, possibly by now on the manager's desk.

I rushed over and explained, 'Erm, the tooth I found in my food, well, it seems that it's one of mine...'
My turn to apologise!

The manager and chef were highly amused, probably relieved and not at all angry and we parted on good terms.

When Ma and I left, they lined up beside the door, waved and called out 'Now, straight to the dentist, you hear?'

What sports! We've been back a few times and still get a wink if that manager's in.

*cheap all-you-can-eat buffet
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Fri 3 Sep 2010, 23:57, 1 reply)

my only complaint at taybarns is the queue of little fat kids at the ice cream machine
(bamslower i like cheesecake..., Sat 4 Sep 2010, 0:13, closed)