We have bad restaurant luck
Whenever I go out to eat with my family, it’s an experience. One person is allergic to everything in the onion family. You wouldn’t believe how much restaurants love chives and the near-tasteless parsley. Another person claims to be allergic to garlic but isn’t. And we can’t sit at a booth. Food gets sent back a lot. And as a relatively shy person, I often find the experiences painful.
But lately we’ve had an authentically bad run with eating out. I’m not just talking about having to send a plate back because it had onions and then having to send it back again because it still had onions. I’m not talking about “if I said I didn’t like garlic, why would they put croutons on the salad?”
Every time I go out to eat with my family, it’s something. But now we’ve gone two weeks in a row with truly bizarre bad meals. Two weeks in a row, for example, I didn’t get my food until everyone else was already through eating.
I actually get a kick out of this in a way because I end up with free food - tonight even included free desserts - but I still think it’s kind of odd.
Maybe we just eat out too much.
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[...] Jonathan Hickman , where all I can say is I feel your pain [...]
Sounds like my in-laws. FIL is severely allergic (no doubts) to everything with feathers. MIL claims to be lactose intolerant and allergic to eggs (legitimacy both up for debate). Plus, she won’t eat nuts or chocolate because of some substance that is supposedly bad for an eye condition she has.
Exactly!
And it gets more and more annoying the more times you eat out with them and witness it.