Your worst ever resturant meal/experience?
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restaurant in Richmond, now gone (no surprise there), Mallards. My birthday...
starter arrives..soup, she dropped it in my lap, nice, thanks for that.
main course arrived, she obviously panicked that she'd do it again..and did!
asked if I wanted dessert, I said, "well that depends, are you going to throw it over me?"
she just smiled sheepishly, they were very arsey about knocking service off too, haha!
oh, service at a certain well known celebrity chef's restaurant was dire last week too, £1000 bill and the sommelier just shrugged when we asked him about a certain wine, cracking service!
starter arrives..soup, she dropped it in my lap, nice, thanks for that.
main course arrived, she obviously panicked that she'd do it again..and did!
asked if I wanted dessert, I said, "well that depends, are you going to throw it over me?"
she just smiled sheepishly, they were very arsey about knocking service off too, haha!
oh, service at a certain well known celebrity chef's restaurant was dire last week too, £1000 bill and the sommelier just shrugged when we asked him about a certain wine, cracking service!
TonyHetherington said:
Little Chef (hardly surprising!) 4yrs ago.
Absolutely appauling; so for a £20 meal for two of us, I gave her a fiver and my business card saying that the manager can contact me if he'd like me to explain why.
It's quite surprising really. Their breakfasts are (or used to be, not been for a couple of years) superb, especially the Olympic. On my long commutes, I'd leave home at 5:30am, stop of an Olympic Breakfast at 7:30am, and not need to eat again until dinner. Absolutely appauling; so for a £20 meal for two of us, I gave her a fiver and my business card saying that the manager can contact me if he'd like me to explain why.
CraigW said:
restaurant in Richmond, now gone (no surprise there), Mallards. My birthday...
starter arrives..soup, she dropped it in my lap, nice, thanks for that.
main course arrived, she obviously panicked that she'd do it again..and did!
asked if I wanted dessert, I said, "well that depends, are you going to throw it over me?"
she just smiled sheepishly, they were very arsey about knocking service off too, haha!
oh, service at a certain well known celebrity chef's restaurant was dire last week too, £1000 bill and the sommelier just shrugged when we asked him about a certain wine, cracking service!
I wouldn't be paying for the food, let alone a service charge!starter arrives..soup, she dropped it in my lap, nice, thanks for that.
main course arrived, she obviously panicked that she'd do it again..and did!
asked if I wanted dessert, I said, "well that depends, are you going to throw it over me?"
she just smiled sheepishly, they were very arsey about knocking service off too, haha!
oh, service at a certain well known celebrity chef's restaurant was dire last week too, £1000 bill and the sommelier just shrugged when we asked him about a certain wine, cracking service!
A Chinese in Whistler, Canada.
Waiter was drunk and obnoxious. Food came out stone cold. Drunk my beer upped and left with our party.
He did try to explain he was on painkillers, but I pointed out I'd seen him knocking back shots and beer at the beer. Then he said he'd have to charge for drinks for our party of 5.
At which point I was halfway out the door.
Waiter was drunk and obnoxious. Food came out stone cold. Drunk my beer upped and left with our party.
He did try to explain he was on painkillers, but I pointed out I'd seen him knocking back shots and beer at the beer. Then he said he'd have to charge for drinks for our party of 5.
At which point I was halfway out the door.
Year ago, went to a restaurant in Swanage with my folks.
Food came out tepid, and the mashed potato that was with my mums food tasted like cheap supermarket powdered stuff. Father and I were hungery, so ate what we could stomach of ours, mum complained and sent her's back and ordered pasta instead. Her replacement meal was just as cold and the spaghetti was a big congealed lump. Waiter asked what was wrong 'this time', so mum grabbed a handful of cold spag and sauce and dumped it in the waiter's hand. He agreed it was cold and we left without paying. Dad and me had eaten about 25% of our meals.
Food came out tepid, and the mashed potato that was with my mums food tasted like cheap supermarket powdered stuff. Father and I were hungery, so ate what we could stomach of ours, mum complained and sent her's back and ordered pasta instead. Her replacement meal was just as cold and the spaghetti was a big congealed lump. Waiter asked what was wrong 'this time', so mum grabbed a handful of cold spag and sauce and dumped it in the waiter's hand. He agreed it was cold and we left without paying. Dad and me had eaten about 25% of our meals.
I fairly recently took my 6 year old to a breakfasty brasserie in wandsworth.. I ordered full english and he wanted a boiled egg and soldiers..
10 minutes after taking our order(happily), the waiter came back and said the chef couldnt boil an egg & it wasnt on the menu. I said, so you have the only chef in the world who cant boil an egg, is he not embarassed to tell you to come out here and say that to a customer. he then went and came back with an egg boiled so hard it could have broken a car window.
I showed the waiter and he agreed and took it back. Then came back (literally) 1 minute later with an egg which had a warm shell but was completely raw.
It was at this point I lost it. I said I've been coming here for nearly 10 years, are you trying to poison a child here?, you're f
king taking the piss now, get the chef out here right now.
Chef refused to come, I left the rest of mine and left, havent been back since.
10 minutes after taking our order(happily), the waiter came back and said the chef couldnt boil an egg & it wasnt on the menu. I said, so you have the only chef in the world who cant boil an egg, is he not embarassed to tell you to come out here and say that to a customer. he then went and came back with an egg boiled so hard it could have broken a car window.
I showed the waiter and he agreed and took it back. Then came back (literally) 1 minute later with an egg which had a warm shell but was completely raw.
It was at this point I lost it. I said I've been coming here for nearly 10 years, are you trying to poison a child here?, you're f
king taking the piss now, get the chef out here right now.Chef refused to come, I left the rest of mine and left, havent been back since.
Restaurant called Wolfies on Sydney Harbour Quayside about 6 years ago.
Went out for a nice meal - took our seats, waiter took our wine order and then came back for food order. At this time the table next door became occupied.
A couple of glasses of wine later - we enquired to where our starters were. They're just coming - about 10 minutes later they did arrive.
Later - our bottle of wine each now finished we enquired to where our mains were - the couple on the table next door now finished their mains and moving onto dessert. Maitre de now called over to answer my questions.
He apologised profusely, offered another bottle of wine of the same (£30) to placate me and went to check what the problem was. He came back with the wine - then advised that the chef had overcooked our steaks and had started again. Another glass of wine down - our mains came out - they still managed to get the requirements wrong - I wanted mash with mine and medium rare, MRS Crmcatee's Medium with baked potato. Having sorted that out ourselves. Mrs Crmcatee cut into the potato to find it cold. FFS..
Maitre de called over yet again. I explained our disgust and said we were calling it quits and couldn't handle the incompetance in the level of service this so called up-market restuarant was offering. We walked out with him apologising.
We found a cook your own BAR / BBQ place (both of us quite pissed now with the lack of food) - and I cooked up a couple of steaks whilst we sat there in our glad rags.
Went out for a nice meal - took our seats, waiter took our wine order and then came back for food order. At this time the table next door became occupied.
A couple of glasses of wine later - we enquired to where our starters were. They're just coming - about 10 minutes later they did arrive.
Later - our bottle of wine each now finished we enquired to where our mains were - the couple on the table next door now finished their mains and moving onto dessert. Maitre de now called over to answer my questions.
He apologised profusely, offered another bottle of wine of the same (£30) to placate me and went to check what the problem was. He came back with the wine - then advised that the chef had overcooked our steaks and had started again. Another glass of wine down - our mains came out - they still managed to get the requirements wrong - I wanted mash with mine and medium rare, MRS Crmcatee's Medium with baked potato. Having sorted that out ourselves. Mrs Crmcatee cut into the potato to find it cold. FFS..
Maitre de called over yet again. I explained our disgust and said we were calling it quits and couldn't handle the incompetance in the level of service this so called up-market restuarant was offering. We walked out with him apologising.
We found a cook your own BAR / BBQ place (both of us quite pissed now with the lack of food) - and I cooked up a couple of steaks whilst we sat there in our glad rags.
We have a chinese near us which is very good but their smoked shredded chicken is actually pork.
I told them it was pork, but they said it wasn't. I told them it smelled of bacon so giving it away. They said it wasn't. I showed them the rind on one bit, chicken does not have pork rind. No, it's chicken they insisted. Weird.
Andy
I told them it was pork, but they said it wasn't. I told them it smelled of bacon so giving it away. They said it wasn't. I showed them the rind on one bit, chicken does not have pork rind. No, it's chicken they insisted. Weird.
Andy
Edited by zakelwe on Friday 18th December 09:41
i can't remember the name of the place, but it was on a business trip to northeastern france, nr luxembourg.
it was a pisspot town but had some nice restaurants, including one we went in 3 nights in a row with our french hosts where we had a great meal every time.
the last night of the trip we [myself + 2 colleagues] went to this same place on our own and had probably the worst meal i've ever had. cold, wrong orders, 'steak' that i'd put good money on being horse, spurious charges on the bill, everything.
it was only the curious fact that they stopped speaking english when we complained and it was going on expenses resulted in the bill being paid.
it was a pisspot town but had some nice restaurants, including one we went in 3 nights in a row with our french hosts where we had a great meal every time.
the last night of the trip we [myself + 2 colleagues] went to this same place on our own and had probably the worst meal i've ever had. cold, wrong orders, 'steak' that i'd put good money on being horse, spurious charges on the bill, everything.
it was only the curious fact that they stopped speaking english when we complained and it was going on expenses resulted in the bill being paid.
CraigW said:
I fairly recently took my 6 year old to a breakfasty brasserie in wandsworth.. I ordered full english and he wanted a boiled egg and soldiers..
10 minutes after taking our order(happily), the waiter came back and said the chef couldnt boil an egg & it wasnt on the menu. I said, so you have the only chef in the world who cant boil an egg, is he not embarassed to tell you to come out here and say that to a customer. he then went and came back with an egg boiled so hard it could have broken a car window.
I showed the waiter and he agreed and took it back. Then came back (literally) 1 minute later with an egg which had a warm shell but was completely raw.
It was at this point I lost it. I said I've been coming here for nearly 10 years, are you trying to poison a child here?, you're fking taking the piss now, get the chef out here right now.
Chef refused to come, I left the rest of mine and left, havent been back since.
Is this the place beginning with K on the Old York Road?10 minutes after taking our order(happily), the waiter came back and said the chef couldnt boil an egg & it wasnt on the menu. I said, so you have the only chef in the world who cant boil an egg, is he not embarassed to tell you to come out here and say that to a customer. he then went and came back with an egg boiled so hard it could have broken a car window.
I showed the waiter and he agreed and took it back. Then came back (literally) 1 minute later with an egg which had a warm shell but was completely raw.
It was at this point I lost it. I said I've been coming here for nearly 10 years, are you trying to poison a child here?, you're f
king taking the piss now, get the chef out here right now.Chef refused to come, I left the rest of mine and left, havent been back since.
Not mine but..
At an office Christmas party a friend was served the full hit turkey dinner. She explained to the waitress that she'd ordered the vegetarian alternative of lasagne.
5 minutes later she was represented with the same plate now featuring said lasagne...and roast potatoes, carrots, parsnips, sprouts etc and the remark of "the gravy's over there!"
Not impressed!!
At an office Christmas party a friend was served the full hit turkey dinner. She explained to the waitress that she'd ordered the vegetarian alternative of lasagne.
5 minutes later she was represented with the same plate now featuring said lasagne...and roast potatoes, carrots, parsnips, sprouts etc and the remark of "the gravy's over there!"
Not impressed!!
CraigW said:
I fairly recently took my 6 year old to a breakfasty brasserie in wandsworth.. I ordered full english and he wanted a boiled egg and soldiers..
10 minutes after taking our order(happily), the waiter came back and said the chef couldnt boil an egg & it wasnt on the menu. I said, so you have the only chef in the world who cant boil an egg, is he not embarassed to tell you to come out here and say that to a customer. he then went and came back with an egg boiled so hard it could have broken a car window.
I showed the waiter and he agreed and took it back. Then came back (literally) 1 minute later with an egg which had a warm shell but was completely raw.
It was at this point I lost it. I said I've been coming here for nearly 10 years, are you trying to poison a child here?, you're fking taking the piss now, get the chef out here right now.
Chef refused to come, I left the rest of mine and left, havent been back since.
To be fair you did insist on the egg even though they told you they couldnt do it! 10 minutes after taking our order(happily), the waiter came back and said the chef couldnt boil an egg & it wasnt on the menu. I said, so you have the only chef in the world who cant boil an egg, is he not embarassed to tell you to come out here and say that to a customer. he then went and came back with an egg boiled so hard it could have broken a car window.
I showed the waiter and he agreed and took it back. Then came back (literally) 1 minute later with an egg which had a warm shell but was completely raw.
It was at this point I lost it. I said I've been coming here for nearly 10 years, are you trying to poison a child here?, you're f
king taking the piss now, get the chef out here right now.Chef refused to come, I left the rest of mine and left, havent been back since.
The worst meal I had was at a Vietnamese restaurant. Some sort of fish that looked like it had entrails on it accompanied with around a ton of lemongrass. Most bitter tasting dish I've ever tasted.
Via Milano in Aberdeen.
4 completely different main course dishes ordered, all came with the same sauce (suspiciously like heinz cream of tom).
Very slow service.
A dish sent back for being cold and taking 20 minutes for it to re-appear.
Half-pissed waiter who leered at the two females in our party and made inappropriate comments about all of us.
A manager who couldn't give a toss and was so under the influence of drink or drugs he could barely string 2 words together.
I left a £50 note for a £300 bill and my contact details...
4 completely different main course dishes ordered, all came with the same sauce (suspiciously like heinz cream of tom).
Very slow service.
A dish sent back for being cold and taking 20 minutes for it to re-appear.
Half-pissed waiter who leered at the two females in our party and made inappropriate comments about all of us.
A manager who couldn't give a toss and was so under the influence of drink or drugs he could barely string 2 words together.
I left a £50 note for a £300 bill and my contact details...
For me it has to be one at Northop Hall Country House Hotel in North Wales,
I organised a meeting / meal for my local Round Table, as with all group activites making ure that everybody is happy, is a rather difficult task, so I specified a set menu that everybody agreed to, and due to members having a propensity to "forget" to pay we paid up front as a group.
Meal arrived, rather different to the agreed menu and fking terrible with it (chicken shouldnt be pink and cold in the middle!). As per normal protocol I sent mine back and asked for the manager..........only to be told that not only wasnt the manager there but that no I couldnt have a replacement or anything else from the menu and nobody was available to give me a refund!
A rather interesting response to a complaint and something of some concern to a diabetic who was feeling his blood sugar start to dip low! it's rather interesting trying to find something to eat in the middle of North Wales at 11pm on a thursday night, with the spector of collapsing hanging over your head!
Needless to say I tried to find anybody in an entire hotel capable of sorting it out with no joy and left leaving a demand for the manager to call me in the morning, having put several thousand through the till over the past year and with a number of events planned for the venu I expected a response, even if it was just an email along the lines of "Sorry, refunds in the post, we'll make up for it next time your here".
The following day, no call from the hotel or restaurant manager........so I called him, only to be promised a call back.........no call back, no response what so ever and still no refund, so letter sent to manager and owner..............still no fking response!
Quite possibly one of the most dangerous meals(undercooked chicken isnt too good for you!) and the worst service of any restaurant I've ever been to and somewhere to avoid like the proverbial black death
I organised a meeting / meal for my local Round Table, as with all group activites making ure that everybody is happy, is a rather difficult task, so I specified a set menu that everybody agreed to, and due to members having a propensity to "forget" to pay we paid up front as a group.
Meal arrived, rather different to the agreed menu and f
king terrible with it (chicken shouldnt be pink and cold in the middle!). As per normal protocol I sent mine back and asked for the manager..........only to be told that not only wasnt the manager there but that no I couldnt have a replacement or anything else from the menu and nobody was available to give me a refund! A rather interesting response to a complaint and something of some concern to a diabetic who was feeling his blood sugar start to dip low! it's rather interesting trying to find something to eat in the middle of North Wales at 11pm on a thursday night, with the spector of collapsing hanging over your head!
Needless to say I tried to find anybody in an entire hotel capable of sorting it out with no joy and left leaving a demand for the manager to call me in the morning, having put several thousand through the till over the past year and with a number of events planned for the venu I expected a response, even if it was just an email along the lines of "Sorry, refunds in the post, we'll make up for it next time your here".
The following day, no call from the hotel or restaurant manager........so I called him, only to be promised a call back.........no call back, no response what so ever and still no refund, so letter sent to manager and owner..............still no f
king response!Quite possibly one of the most dangerous meals(undercooked chicken isnt too good for you!) and the worst service of any restaurant I've ever been to and somewhere to avoid like the proverbial black death
crmcatee said:
We found a cook your own BAR / BBQ place
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