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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A Warning Against CharityMy sister, brother-in-law and I were in an Italian restaurant in London having lunch. I forget what the restaurant is called, but no matter. As were escorted to our table we noticed a vagrant of some description [/upper class language] sitting in the corner of the restaurant, flicking through a magazine. Our table was, unfortunately, situated near the toilets. They must have recently been cleaned because there was a nasty disinfectant smell wafting into our noses before, during and after the meal.
Anyway, we get our food (which admittedly wasn't too bad) when the guy in the corner starts mumbling to himself. No, wait, not mumbling.. what's that word? Oh yeah, shouting. And as he began shouting gibberish, he got up from his seat, magazine in hand, and began staggering towards our table. He reached out to grab something from our table and began waving his magazine at us, still spouting gibberish, before any of the waiters thought maybe it was time to send him out, still talking to himself. As I said, the food was fine, but the experience has kind of put me off Italian food for a while.
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Corebowe wants to practice with real bullets now!, Mon 1 May 2006, 17:28,
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