A Hungry Day

[kybearfuzz]

So a couple of coworkers and I went to Bob Evans for lunch. It's a regular place we hit, because it satisfies multiple pallets.

I ordered a stuffed omelet, telling the server that I didn't want the hollandaise sauce that it came with. My coworkers' orders came and the server told me that she noticed that the sauce was added, so she told the kitchen to remake it.

Now, I've made omelets. They don't take long, seriously. This one seemed to take a while. So much so that my coworkers were done and our lunch period was ticking away fast. So she brings it back, apologizing profusely. I see this buttery dripping around the edge of the omelet. I taste it and recognize it for the sauce I didn't want. I lift up the edge and find the whole bottom of the omelet covered in it.

It was the first omelet. I'm convinced of it.

The kitchen apparently took the mistake, scrapped off what they could, flipped it over, and covered it with cheese and sent it back out. Why THAT took so damn long I have no idea.

I told the server that I didn't want it and had her remove it from the bill. She apologized again. Lunch time was over and I had to get the coworkers back to the office.

Lunch was a protein bar from my desk. Bah!

Comments

[bruinwi.livejournal.com]

At least you got food, even if it wasn't as you ordered it. My last experience at a Red Robin found us with a tepid appetizer and no meal after 45 min. As we were leaving, the manager ran up, apologized profusely, went to set up complimentary gift cards, got distracted and never did get back to us.

The good news is that we didn't spend a dime.