Monday, January 28, 2008

i can see my food through the smoke... check.

Last night Sunny and I went out to a nice little bistro with another friend. I said bistro, so it wasn't a crappy $5 meal. Well, before any of us had arrived there was some sort of massive kitchen incident. I'm not sure if the restaurant lacked a ventilation system or whether nobody thought to deploy it, but by the time we arrived, the smoke was heavy. Part way through the meal my eyes were dry and itchy. By the end of the meal, I couldn't wait to get back to the cold outside. Sunny actually turned down some intensely yummy-sounding desserts in her haste to leave the premises. I told the waiter we had to go because we just couldn't take it anymore, and he said, "Yeah, I don't know what happened in the kitchen, I guess something."

Everything on my body reeked. It all went straight into the laundry basket when I got home. Our friend said her hair still smelled this morning.

This evening I had a lovely dinner out with other friends. After the smoke-filled experience last night though, the crappiest of food would probably have made cordon blue status with me tonight.

It left a bad taste in my mouth that nobody offered an apology.

RainyBow


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SunnyShine note: Ugh. Was so disgusting. The dogs had their noses suctioned to me when I got home; I'm sure they thought I had leftovers in my pocket. Next day I had a gigantic smoky-restaurant headache too. So crappy.

3 comments:

Emory said...

"Everything on my body reeked. It all went straight into the laundry basket when I got home. Our friend said her hair still smelled this morning."

He hee ... I guess you'll be SOL at your Yoga classes. Ms Olfactory is going to have an embolism, when my rainybow skips in.

complain away said...

LOL. Thanks, Emory, just for being Emory.

Complaint Department Manager said...

I would have been all over their ass like a wet T-shirt! Chances are High that I would put them on my shit list for all to see, ala the blog. If they didn't care, I wouldn't pay or better yet, I would be calling the health department on their ass for being a health and saftey hazzard. Shut their asses down real quick-like.

Give 'em hell girls!!!