Stuck Between a Pickle and a Wedge of Lemon
February 22, 2007
You know how restaurants always add little “things” to everything you order? I order tea… and they bring me tea with a lemon in it. I order a salad… and they bring crackers. I order a club and fries… and they bring me a pickle. Lasagna? Of course… bread of some kind.
I know I should be thankful for the little extra stuff. But I don’t like it. And I never eat it. I don’t like lemon in my tea. It burns my usually cracked lips. And I don’t like crackers with my salad. They’re just filler. And I really don’t like pickles with my club and french fries. They leak all over the other stuff on my plate. The bread with lasagna is pretty sweet, though. So I’ll take that.
I know there are people who love the lemons and the crackers and the pickles. What if I get the last one and there are no more left for the people that do want it? I hate wasting food. And I always feel like an ass when the waiter / waitress comes to take my plate… and everything is gone except that little ‘extra’… that was added to my plate as if to say… “hey… we care”. By leaving it on the plate, I feel as though I’m telling them to take their care for me and shove it.
But I’m torn about what do to. On one hand, I can do nothing and be the greedy, wasteful, hater (I can hear them in the kitchen now… talking about that turd who didn’t eat the pickle). On the other hand, I could expressly forbid them from throwing the extras in. “Tea, no lemon”. “Salad, skip the crackers.” “Club, fries, and noooo leaky pickle”. “Lasagna. Extra bread”. But that’s just as bad (I can hear them in the kitchen now… talking about that turd who didn’t want the pickle).
It’s amazing that something as simple as a pickle… or crackers… or a wedge of fruit that hurts my lips like a searing flame… could cause me so much grief.
Oh.. I guess searing flame would cause most people grief. I feel better now.
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February 27th, 2007 at 6:09 pm
lol first and foremost, I want to say that “Tea, no lemon”. “Salad, skip the crackers.” “Club, fries, and noooo leaky pickle”. “Lasagna. Extra bread”. seriously made me laugh out loud. The extra bread part got me.
Secondly, My mom owns a resturant and I was a waitress forever, and trust me…nobody has bad feelings towards the person who didn’t eat/want the pickle. In fact, the cooks never SEE what the person ate and didnt eat. Actually..most waitresses dont either…just bus boys. So don’t feel like a turd. I think leaving the food you couldnt finish on the plate would be worse than not eating the pickles or lemon. Do people complain about that?
March 1st, 2007 at 6:34 pm
I’m going to open a resturant with scantron-style bubble menus… and you have to pick everything that you want, including extras and garnishes.
Yeah. That’ll go over well.
March 12th, 2007 at 9:08 pm
Leaky pickle got the out loud laugh from me. I only eat that pickle once out of every ten times. You aren’t the only one, but I must admit that I’m not stressing out about it. :-)
March 13th, 2007 at 7:02 am
Luckily it was a short-lived stress out. :P Haha. I’m over it now. I think? Oh… yeah… I am. I was just craving fried pickles yesterday. I’m all better now…
March 13th, 2007 at 10:14 pm
mmmm…fried pickles…
March 13th, 2007 at 10:16 pm
Yeah… that’s what I’m talkin’ about!