RE: Don't be a shrimp. Ok, be one, but......
May 12, 2020 at 5:55 pm
(This post was last modified: May 12, 2020 at 5:57 pm by BrianSoddingBoru4.)
(May 12, 2020 at 5:39 pm)Brian37 Wrote: I know I mentioned this long ago on this website about food tastes.
But once years ago, my mother and I went to a tiny upscale Italian Bistro in a strip mall. The menu had lots of fancy words in it, which now, looking back at it, makes me appreciate my Redneck friend from Oklahoma who says "taters" instead of "potatos".
I couldn't recognize lots of cooking lingo on the menu but zoomed in on "steak". Loving steak I thought that a safe bet. But it was a dish with basically spaghetti and mushrooms and gravy on top of the steak. The owner took our order. But he treated me like I murdered his family when I asked for no mushrooms. I hate mushrooms. But it gets worse, he was willing to take a time machine and murder my biological family for asking for Heinz 57 steak sauce. And all I could think at that point was, "HEY ASSHOLE, I am paying for it, you are not eating it"........ He didn't have to look at me like I murdered his family. He could have been polite and say, "Sorry but we don't have that here" and smile. But the fucker looked at me like I was Kim Jong Un.
When any restaurant of any type says, "we don't do that here" if it is about genre, that is one thing, but when a food joint goes beyond that and says "We don't do that here" and you are a piece of shit and deserve death for not agreeing with me, those are the assholes I hate.
You committed a pretty serious faux pas. Asking for steak sauce in a properly posh restaurant is generally seen as an insult to the chef (and by extension, the entire establishment) - you’re implying that their food needs your help. You’re also judging the food before you’ve tried it.
You certainly have the right to put whatever you like on your steak (or any other food), but a properly cooked and seasoned steak should be judged on its own merits.
Boru
‘But it does me no injury for my neighbour to say there are twenty gods or no gods. It neither picks my pocket nor breaks my leg.’ - Thomas Jefferson