07-20-2009, 12:19 AM
I had something like that in New Orleans during my dating years with this rich boy trying to impress me (wanted to have something intimate in return if you catch my drift) it wasn't that it was cold in the resturant - it was FREEZING! He let me borrow his jacket but it went downhill from there. 
First he actually asked if I should stop at the salad so I'd keep what was left of my figure. then part of my main meal's puffed rice was actually rice crispies (yes the breakfast ceral)
Finally we had some 24k carrot cake with shaved 24 on golden ice cream - I reaaly did try to be open minded. But the ice cream was so sour it tasted like spoiled milk by that time he was "tired of" my complants and went to the bar for a beer.
While he was gone - the owner apologized that it WAS the bad batch and should not have been on the menu at all.
I did get another slice of 24k carrot cake to take home and the owner paid for my taxi ride - since after all I "ruined" my dates night and maybe he could get someone to salvage what was left of it. :reddisgust:
Since I got sick on the way back I ruined his jacket returning the icky mess in the doggie bag - keeping the cake.
Which by compairison was a lot like coconut with a sweet tickle on the back of the throat - and a warming flush through the upper body.
Or was that karma settling in??
exdev:
First he actually asked if I should stop at the salad so I'd keep what was left of my figure. then part of my main meal's puffed rice was actually rice crispies (yes the breakfast ceral)
Finally we had some 24k carrot cake with shaved 24 on golden ice cream - I reaaly did try to be open minded. But the ice cream was so sour it tasted like spoiled milk by that time he was "tired of" my complants and went to the bar for a beer.
While he was gone - the owner apologized that it WAS the bad batch and should not have been on the menu at all.
I did get another slice of 24k carrot cake to take home and the owner paid for my taxi ride - since after all I "ruined" my dates night and maybe he could get someone to salvage what was left of it. :reddisgust:
Since I got sick on the way back I ruined his jacket returning the icky mess in the doggie bag - keeping the cake.
Which by compairison was a lot like coconut with a sweet tickle on the back of the throat - and a warming flush through the upper body.
Or was that karma settling in??
exdev:
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