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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The meal that wouldn't dieOn holiday in Canada my partner and I went into a large and brightly-lit Chinese restaurant in Vancouver. It was full of people, so we figured it must be pretty good.
As is often in the case in Chinese restaurants the menu was a bit indecipherable so we ordered a few tasty looking dishes. As we waited for the meal to arrive a woman inexplicably turned up and served us with cups of piss-weak cold black tea. We attempted to communicate that we wanted beer instead, but the waitress, who didn't speak any English, seemed to be insisting that piss-weak cold black tea was what we wanted to drink with our meal so piss-weak cold black tea was what we had.
The food, when it turned up looked pretty appetising. However, on closer inspection it turned out to be harbouring a variety of unidentifiable vegetables and suspicious looking wobbly bits. Sifting out the worse of these and trying a few morsels didn't improve things as the dishes tasted bland at best. And they didn't go with the piss-weak cold black tea at all.
We thought we'd better eat some to look polite. Bad mistake. Taking it as a sign of encouragement the waitress bought further things that we hadn't ordered to our table. These proved no better than the things we'd picked but we attempted to eat some anyway. We began to feel quite sick.
Eventually, we gave up trying to eat and asked for the bill over a huge mountain of uneaten food. This earned us disapproving glares but, thankfully, the food was piled up and taken away. Just having the wretched stuff removed from under our noses made us feel a bit better.
The bill was bought back shortly afterward and we paid and got ready to leave. But just as we were about to make our escape the waitress appeared again and handed us two plastic bags which held the remains of the meal carefully sorted and packed into take away containers! Gaah! Was there no getting away from this dreadful food?
We threw it in the first bin we found down the road and got some chips and we never went in another Chinese the whole three weeks we were in Canada.
(, Fri 28 Apr 2006, 8:45, Reply)
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