Crap meals out
I'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.
( , Thu 27 Apr 2006, 14:22)
I'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.
( , Thu 27 Apr 2006, 14:22)
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Dammm you france!
I was on the school art trip to the south of France when I was 14. Now this trip was one of those £500 things, which for 4 days in France seemed a little pricey. I don't know maybe it was the fact that I was 14, and the most money I had seen was £45.
Anyho...we got there after a day in the coach and its about 8pm. So they rush us in for dinner in the Hotel restaurant, all pre arranged and I supose intended to keep us from eating the vending machine whole after all we had eaten was our packed lunches.
We sit down. Starving. This french greasy guy who looked more like a gurning champ than a waiter waltzes over and informs us its chicken on the menu. Like we care, we just want to eat. We are a bunch of cocky 14 year olds....JUST FEED US!
We spoke too soon over come the plates. With a small side salad that resembled the nettles we had trodden on outside, chips that were barely warm and the odd one frozen on the inside. But the brigtest star on the menu a nicely browned piece of chicken...mmmmm there is hope until we cut it open. Its not just pink. It hasnt just got a twinge of colour. No. Blood comes pouring out of this chicken. BLOOD! So we all make a horrific english teenage fuss. Teachers complain but we are promised a good dessert. Ahhh Happy Day. So they bring over the tubs of ice cream one look at the name and all I want to do is cry......the ice cream was called 'cock whip' COCK WHIP!!
( , Sat 29 Apr 2006, 0:19, Reply)
I was on the school art trip to the south of France when I was 14. Now this trip was one of those £500 things, which for 4 days in France seemed a little pricey. I don't know maybe it was the fact that I was 14, and the most money I had seen was £45.
Anyho...we got there after a day in the coach and its about 8pm. So they rush us in for dinner in the Hotel restaurant, all pre arranged and I supose intended to keep us from eating the vending machine whole after all we had eaten was our packed lunches.
We sit down. Starving. This french greasy guy who looked more like a gurning champ than a waiter waltzes over and informs us its chicken on the menu. Like we care, we just want to eat. We are a bunch of cocky 14 year olds....JUST FEED US!
We spoke too soon over come the plates. With a small side salad that resembled the nettles we had trodden on outside, chips that were barely warm and the odd one frozen on the inside. But the brigtest star on the menu a nicely browned piece of chicken...mmmmm there is hope until we cut it open. Its not just pink. It hasnt just got a twinge of colour. No. Blood comes pouring out of this chicken. BLOOD! So we all make a horrific english teenage fuss. Teachers complain but we are promised a good dessert. Ahhh Happy Day. So they bring over the tubs of ice cream one look at the name and all I want to do is cry......the ice cream was called 'cock whip' COCK WHIP!!
( , Sat 29 Apr 2006, 0:19, Reply)
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