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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Weed in food!Just to set the scene....my local bar is 2 blocks from my house (i.e. a 3 minute walk). They serve beer and wine only - no hard alcohol, and they don't do food. The place is full of regulars, and if you want to eat, you go to the pizza joint next door and they bring the food to you. They're also well known for being stoned and drunk on duty.
So, a few weeks ago I was starved and ordered garlic bread and a salad to be delivered to me - gave them a $2 tip (on a $8 order - a bit over the top, but you take care of them, they take care of you).
So, 50 minutes later, I'm wondering where my food is and go out for a smoke. I wander into the pizza place and ask where my food is. They tell me they're incredibly busy and haven't got around to it yet. At which point I'm like "guys, I order large pizzas with lots of sides from you and get it within 25 minutes, what's going on?"
The "supervisor" gets pissy with me and says if I was that hungry for my garlic bread and salad I'd have been in 40 minutes ago, and they proceed to make my garlic bread in front of me, and then make up the salad. While the guy is making the salad, I see him put his hand his pocket follwed by a sprinkling of cheese. Well, the garlic bread was awesome! And then I go for the salad.....on top of the cheese is some weed (pot, gange, whatever the terms are these days). The nearest I've been to that stuff in about 10 years is watching my friends smoke it, and my best friend who has terminal cancer is taking maranol (sp? some kind of marijuana pill for terminal patients).
I yell that there's weed on my food (bear in mind I dont'/cant' touch the stuff as it makes me sick), and the bar owner decides to call the cops.
So I'm sat there still hungry while the cops close the pizza joint down and I singlehandedly closed the bar for 3 days while the FBI did a sweep of the bar and other premises in the strip mall.
Surprisingly, I got 3 nights of free booze from the bar owner, who also owns the strip mal who had been dying to get the pizza joint shut down.
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Batshitmentalist is sane for once, Fri 28 Apr 2006, 7:06,
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