Thursday, August 9, 2012

fuck french fine dining

Dolphin Daddy, pet pig, and I went to a recently remodeled French restaurant, thinking it was an Italian restaurant. Turns out the original Italian restaurant was remodeled into a French restaurant (we thought the place was being prettified). The food was good but the culture of fine dining was just ugh hated it. The first thing we had was an appetizer of snails cooked with tomatoes which would've been enjoyable if THE DISH WASN'T SMALLER THAN THE SIZE OF MY FIST.

We also had an appetizer of oysters cooked with some sort of cheese and lemons idk it was delicious but I felt really judged whenever the waiter with an accent would interact with us. idk why businesses think all customers want to be interacted with IT JUST MAKES ME FEEL AWKWARD I JUST WANT TO EAT IN PEACE I WALK INTO A RESTAURANT TO EAT GOOD FOOD NOT MAKE FRIENDS WITH THE EMPLOYEES I DON'T THINK OF THE RESTAURANT AS ANY FRIENDLIER JUST ANNOYING AF BC THEY'RE TAKING ADVANTAGE OF OUR "FRIENDSHIP" TO IMPROVE THEIR RESTAURANT IMAGE AND WELCOME BACK CUSTOMERS NO PISS OFF LET THE FOOD/PRICING SPEAK FOR ITSELF.

 We had main dishes of pasta with assorted meats which were okay. They were good but weren't worth like $20 a plate jesus. If I knew this was a fine dining restaurant, I would never have set foot and I still wouldn't set foot in any fine dining restaurant. I dress nicely, I speak politely, but I still feel incredibly judged which just makes it insanely hard to enjoy the food.

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