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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Whale it was whale!
This was a fairly shocking meal thing.
It was my sixth anniversary with my true love, to show his high regard for me he didn't buy me a token of love or even a card. No he decided the way to treat a lady is to take her to his mother's house for the weekend. So no sex on our anniversary either as she has a habit of "just walking in to get something". I was quite miffed when it came to the afternoon and I was told that we weren't going out for food as mummy dearest had made something special.
I can only thank the lord that mummy's other little soldier blurted "Oh fuck you're not going to give them that fucking whale are you mother?".
Whale casserole to be precise. As in endangered species casserole smuggled illegally in by said mother from Norway. And made into a casserole. I ask you.
Now I am a bit of a hippy but am not vegetarian but I couldn't bring myself to try it.
It was our anniversary and I get whale casserole. Vile. Other half didn't want to offend his mum (!!!!) so tried some, tastes like dog food apparently (though how he'd know...) so there you go Joel Veitch, you don't want to eat whale really.
I got a necklace the next week but I knew my place in the food chain by then.
After six and a half years me and he broke up and never again will I spend a day that should be about love with his endangered species baking freako mother.
( , Tue 2 May 2006, 10:26, Reply)
This was a fairly shocking meal thing.
It was my sixth anniversary with my true love, to show his high regard for me he didn't buy me a token of love or even a card. No he decided the way to treat a lady is to take her to his mother's house for the weekend. So no sex on our anniversary either as she has a habit of "just walking in to get something". I was quite miffed when it came to the afternoon and I was told that we weren't going out for food as mummy dearest had made something special.
I can only thank the lord that mummy's other little soldier blurted "Oh fuck you're not going to give them that fucking whale are you mother?".
Whale casserole to be precise. As in endangered species casserole smuggled illegally in by said mother from Norway. And made into a casserole. I ask you.
Now I am a bit of a hippy but am not vegetarian but I couldn't bring myself to try it.
It was our anniversary and I get whale casserole. Vile. Other half didn't want to offend his mum (!!!!) so tried some, tastes like dog food apparently (though how he'd know...) so there you go Joel Veitch, you don't want to eat whale really.
I got a necklace the next week but I knew my place in the food chain by then.
After six and a half years me and he broke up and never again will I spend a day that should be about love with his endangered species baking freako mother.
( , Tue 2 May 2006, 10:26, Reply)
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