poster342002
PROPER leftwing socialist
Then there was a place who's idea of foccaccia was a slice of ordinary toast with some oregano sprinkled on it. 
Your worst restaurant experience?
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vauxhallmum
had to scrap the cheap car
Oh no, The real worst meal ever was the day I got snot with my scrambled egg in a cafe in Walthamstow.
2 years ago, I haven't eaten scrambled egg since.
And before you ask, it looked so like snot that I truly believe it was snot.
I was so shocked I just took it back and walked out.
2 years ago, I haven't eaten scrambled egg since.
And before you ask, it looked so like snot that I truly believe it was snot.
I was so shocked I just took it back and walked out.
vauxhallmum
had to scrap the cheap car
I live very close to this. To be fair it doesn't really set itself up as some sort of Gastromic wonder. It is run on a rota thingy and different volunteers from the area cook on different nights.
Which is why one day of the week you will get a miserable bulgar wheat escaplope and another a spanking great veggie fry-up at a bargain price. And BYO, which is a good thing.
Locals tend to go for the atmosphere, not the food.
northernhord
Active Member
Waiting an hour and a half between courses at a rezzy in Agadir, not only that the food was fuckin shite, the resta the Morroccon fayre was lovely.
ringo
Macaroni cheese controller
RE the Bonnington; on this occasion it was definitely the atmosphere which killed it dead, not least because of the stupid place they seated us. But I'd still take umbrage with the idea that because it's a commune run enterprise they can get away with rudeness, extremely poor service and insufficient glasses to provide water. Given that they've been running for 20-odd years and do actually charge money for food they need to be a bit better than that. I've no doubt they'd also be disappointed to find out that some of their customers had had such an appalling experience.
I still might give it another go seeing as they have such variance in their cooks/food.
I still might give it another go seeing as they have such variance in their cooks/food.
About 4 years ago I took this attractive woman out for dinner at some posh place on the top floor of this huge office bldg. It rotated and all that shit (the restaurant, not the bldg
).Anyways, she ordered a steak and half way thru the meal she got this ashen look on her face started looking in distress. I've had a few drinks and i'm like WTF?
So she started pointing at her mouth and i figured she was choking. I had to her stand up and then did the heimlich manoeuver on her from behind. This huge piece of beef literally flew out of her mouth and then she started vomiting. This was all in front of about 20 people that were seated in our area.
Then i asked her to sit back down on her cushioned chair and i noticed a very large wet spot. I assumed she peed when she was choking but I didn't say anything. The manager came over to make sure everythign was ok.
We went back to her place and did some snogging for an hour or so and then i split.
Never saw her again....
QueenOfGoths
Fuck you Dave!
We've had some indifferent pub and other lunches in the UK - including one last weekend in Windsor where I paid £1.00 for 10 chips! - however our worst ever meal experience, though the meal itself was quite nice, was in Gdansk. We have normally had excellent service and meals in Poland but this was an exception.
When my husband ordered his starter our waitress pulled a face that was at best disapproving at worst disgusted. We asked why, was the dish not on, was it not very nice in her opinion? We were not given an answer and simply left to ponder if we had made the right choice.
This feeling continued throughout the meal, as did the indifferent service - occasionally the same waitress would come and glare at us - and despite some very nice food we spent most of the meal feeling on edge, unwanted and unable to relax. The dessert I chose was not available, nothing untoward as restaurants do run out of things, but again this news was delivered with a mixture of distaste and, in this case, pleasure.
Not sure what we may have done to offend the waitress - apart from sitting sown - but she really wasn't happy with us being there.
When my husband ordered his starter our waitress pulled a face that was at best disapproving at worst disgusted. We asked why, was the dish not on, was it not very nice in her opinion? We were not given an answer and simply left to ponder if we had made the right choice.
This feeling continued throughout the meal, as did the indifferent service - occasionally the same waitress would come and glare at us - and despite some very nice food we spent most of the meal feeling on edge, unwanted and unable to relax. The dessert I chose was not available, nothing untoward as restaurants do run out of things, but again this news was delivered with a mixture of distaste and, in this case, pleasure.
Not sure what we may have done to offend the waitress - apart from sitting sown - but she really wasn't happy with us being there.
ringo
Macaroni cheese controller
I don't think a lot of these stories would have happened outside of the UK. There's a lot of English reserve being shown when other nationalities would have thrown a fit at the poor service they were expected to pay for. Even more typical is our tendency to suffer an appalling meal, say nothing, then afterwards get really angry.
Why on earth would you do that ?
If the place is that shite, then there's no need to hold back on expressing exactly how you feel. If you'll never go back again anyhow, you've nothing to lose
If I'm not happy with a meal, I will first explain why I'm unhappy and what's I'd like done about it. Give them a chance to fix things first, and if they don't I'll leave it and walk out.
mattie
missing in inaction
I went with my folks to a garfunkels in Bath - so this bad experience is self-inflicted on that count - and we ordered a platter of starters. The breaded mushrooms were frozen in the middle, we complained to the waiter and he took it away. He came back 5 minutes later with the same platter, with the offending half-eaten breaded mushroom still on the plate. He had microwaved the entire plate of food, salad included.
ringo
Macaroni cheese controller
It's the English way. I think we're getting better at it as we get more used to restaurant culture as a nation and further away from the Victorian attitudes of our parents, but I watched my family do it numerous times as a nipper.
vauxhallmum
had to scrap the cheap car
PacificOcean
Unhinged User
Harry Ramsdens in Brighton.
£17.50 for something the size of a battered goldfish (mainly batter), three chips and a forest of salad to fill the plate out.
On top of this I was told by the waitress to fuck off (under her breath) and wait when I dared to ask for another Fanta.
£17.50 for something the size of a battered goldfish (mainly batter), three chips and a forest of salad to fill the plate out.
On top of this I was told by the waitress to fuck off (under her breath) and wait when I dared to ask for another Fanta.
pootle
little moran
If they were regularly getting things wrong, and being rude about it, why go back so often?
ringo
Macaroni cheese controller
Glad I don't eat where you eat.
Hmm, a generational thing. Hadn't looked at it like that but you may be onto something.
A few year back I was in Florida with my parents on hols. We went to some chain chicken restaurant near Orlando (weird place, had buckets of peanuts on the tables and you just threw the shells on the floor) and my Mum ended up with semi frozen chicken gujons. They'd buggered up the order, missed her starter and then tried to rush it. Our own starters were luke warm too, they must have been ready on time and left to one side.
Even then she'd have left it to one side and not said anything but moaned about it afterwards. So I grabbed the waitress and did it myself. (BTW so much for American service values. The evidence disappeared pretty sharpish, but they got rather snotty and refused when I said a) that we weren't paying for any of the starters. They then went fucking ballistic when I said they could stick their tip up their arse
)Here's a fucking tip - Don't try to poison your customers or treat them like shite because they're only on hols and not likely to be regulars.
I don't think Mum and Dad will go into a restaurant with me any more, but fuck it. Life's too short to be messed around like that
And there was the time I booked a restaurant on a Monday night for me, my girlfriend and my parents. When we got there we realised the BBC 3 jazz festival was on that night. Thats fine, I quite like a bit of jazz. What I didn't realise was it was clearly "Jazz that sounds like cats fighting in a metal dustbin at ear-splitting volume" night. It was too loud to talk and at times quite painful. Not a successful evening.
And whoever mentioned places that give you a warm bottle of lager when they have cold ones...that REALLY pisses me off. They could at least warn you that it's warm before they hand it over and give you the chance to have a pint on tap instead.
And whoever mentioned places that give you a warm bottle of lager when they have cold ones...that REALLY pisses me off. They could at least warn you that it's warm before they hand it over and give you the chance to have a pint on tap instead.
poster342002
PROPER leftwing socialist
Moreover, if they HAVE cold bottles of lager, why not just serve them up first instead of serving the warm ones?
In fact, warm lager seems to be a purely UK thing. I have never been served warm lager in any other cuntry I've been to. Ever. Nomatter how hot the weather.
Maurice Picarda
Actually, might as well flounce.
Mulled beer is quite a common mitteleuropean treat.
poster342002
PROPER leftwing socialist
But I presume it's supposed to be served like that?
Yeah, but chances are the pint would be decanted into a hot pint glass straight out of the dishwasher.
I do so love seeing steam coming out of a pint being poured for me
