I ordered ramen at a restaurant. I should have guessed that they misheard me when they brought me latex gloves. A few minutes later, they carried out a platter of crab and other seafood.
I once shared a house with three chefs, who each told me that if you’re sending food back to the kitchen, it’s better to state you don’t want anything else. Get the item removed from the bill and eat somewhere else. If you are with a group, suck it up and go hungry while they eat.
Not all chefs will do something but for some. their egos can’t handle that the food wasn’t right and they take “revenge”.
It’s safer not to risk it.
What? That’s not what happens. I’m a cook by trade. You would get fired so fast.
We just want to get through the day and remaking a dish and cooking it in the first place is no different.
All customers are assholes but I’d never mistreat their food.
My biggest problem with sending food back is that now you have to wait while everyone else at your table eats. Then when your food arrives, everyone needs to wait for you while you eat.
This usually isn’t too much of an issue if your table has a lot of people because you can just chat and the length of time to eat a meal is higher since you all are talking. But when you’re on a date, it’s super annoying and awkward.
That’s such an American take. I’ve not once left within half an hour of everyone being finished eating.
Honestly, I would have eaten that burger, before the point the shards glass were introduced. I completely relate.
If there are glass shards in your burger, making a new one in the same kitchen probably won’t help.
If anyone needed a summary of British politeness and not wanting to cause a fuss, this is it.
Also a decent summary of the stereotypical Jewish mother and her love of suffering. Also illustrated by the following joke:
Q: How many Jewish mothers does it take to change a lightbulb?
A: It’s all right, I’ll just sit in the dark.
What was colonization then?
We knew it was wrong of course…. But we didn’t say anything because we didn’t want to cause a fuss.
Misplaced aggression for not voicing their concerns out in public?
I once ate a steak that was cold because of this. The memory will haunt me forever.
At least it wasn’t well done, was it?
Ah yes. Chewy boot leather. No it wasn’t. It was medium. I still wonder if they pulled the meat out of the fridge and didn’t give it a chance to warm through when searing it, but it didn’t seem all that rare in the middle. Just… cold.
Ribeye sashimi
Sure, but drunk Brits are the least polite people in the world
I didn’t know that I did, but now I know that I did and do
“I needed to try something new anyway, I always get the same thing”
“Looks like Fate has other plans for my dinner.”
But if those fries are limp, so help me
This is what is known as “a coward”.
You sound like one of those Trump voters
That’s something an obnoxious idiot would say
Enjoy your burnt, broken glass, burger, yellow belly.
Don’t try to wiggle your way out of calling socially insecure or shy people cowards.
