Tuesday, July 25, 2006

The Best Bloody Marys in the World

Were mixed by the proprietor of our favourite Chinese restaurant.

We would be seated instantly. Have several waiters make a fuss over us but in a not-too-fussy way. The food was always ALWAYS excellent.

This is not a small thing. I can cook. Quite well in fact. My ratio of quality regarding meals I have eaten out compared with meals I have eaten at home cooked by my own fair hand is not a good one.

Suffice to say, I usually come out on top.

I’m not a snob this way. I love a McDonalds. (Sorry). I do not believe there is a meal in the world that cannot be improved by putting a fried egg on top of it. A fish supper of a Friday does not bother me (has to be Friday mind. Old Catholic hang-up. Have they abolished the meat on Friday thing? I lose track)

It’s just. You know. The menu says ‘Penne pasta with a rich tomato and basil sauce generously topped with Parmesan.’

That is not a difficult meal.

You are presented with some re-heated pasta (one of the many things on God’s earth that cannot be reheated) topped with some Ragu (the bottle sauce and not the Italian recipe) with a liberal shaking of that stuff that comes in white pots that smells of vomit that they have long since given up even calling Parmesan any more.

You feel a bit let down. A bit.

This place though. Excellent service. Top notch food. I can cook a Chinese meal if pressed. On one occasion dining partner actually said ‘How do you make it so Chinese?’.

I am happy eating here. We sit down.

Owner/Manager type who always deals with us, settles us in and asks about everyone we know (don’t ask me how he knew) then says ‘Anything to drink?’

I order a Bloody Mary.

No. He says.

What?

I am RUBBISH at making them, and would rather not upset.

NOW THAT IS ONE OF THE BEST BLOODY MARYS YOU WILL NEVER DRINK.

I would have that answer a million times instead of a shit drink. I would have a McDonalds anytime over a menu that promised something the chef could not deliver.


One wonders why fast-food and carbonated piss-water dominates.

Because they do what they say.

Shit.

Grumpy old man.

7 Comments:

Blogger Amazed said...

Honesty really does work to our general benefit, doesn't it, TD?

You'll go back, you'll reccommend your friends go there, and I'll bet you bought a similarly priced drink and then possibly a second, none of which you would have done if he'd given you what you initially wanted.

I wish I could do that to similar effect in my new job.

Boss: Can you do some MORE data entry please, Sabrina?

Sabrina: No. I'm crap at it, and will quite likely inadvertently lose some valuable information in the process, and am much better placed to do something a little more creative. THAT I can do.

Boss: Thanks for your honesty S. How about an essay on Modernist poetry instead then?

Sabrina: Sure thing, boss!


....come to think of it, the rule may not always apply.

2:55 pm  
Blogger Amazed said...

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2:55 pm  
Blogger FOUR DINNERS said...

Magic! Good on yer china! A rare breed of man indeed.

3:55 pm  
Blogger * (asterisk) said...

The mark of a man, knowing his own limitations and all that. Nice one.

8:07 pm  
Blogger FOUR DINNERS said...

You awake yet TD?

3:28 pm  
Blogger FOUR DINNERS said...

knock knock.....

alltogether now...

"Don't leave me this way..."etc etc

(I'm good at harrassing people)

12:26 am  
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