Today I went out to dinner with the family. The traditional sunday roast, being what I normally eat, but seeing a neighbouring diner eating Sea Bass and enjoying it, I thought, 'lets try something new'. Big Mistake. After ordering the waitress told me that I was lucky, I had ordered the last Sea Bass.
The other members of my family were all served first, my plate of Sea Bass was the last to arrive. Now, I've never been the biggest fan of sea food, and had never tried Sea Bass before. I look into the eye of the dead fish, taking in its body, it looked quite plump, with skin and scales. I didn't know where to start. Almost fresh you could say.
My brother said, 'you cut the head off first', which I duly started to attempt, with some difficulty, everyone round the table watching me, sawing the head off with a table knife took some doing. (as the bloody thing was partially frozen)
Then pleased with myself attempted to peel the skin which just didn't want to come off, (big surprise there) it was coming off in flakes. This was turning into a farce as everyone else began to tuck in.
I then cut into the fish, it looked raw!
Pointing the red flesh to my brother, saying 'is that what sea bass was suppose to look like?'
He glanced at it, 'yeah its fine'
Cutting a piece of and putting it in my mouth, it dawned on.
It was cold, real cold. Spitting out onto the plate. I immediately put my fingers inside the center of the fish.It was Frozen.
The waitress they happened to pass by and I told her that I was given Frozen Sea Bass!
She then apologized and walked off saying she would get me a roast. I sat there for five mins thinking the manager will come out and apologize. Nobody came to explain, nada nothing.
I then went straight to the kitchen door and demanded an explanation. I was fopped off, with the waitress saying that manager is busy! yet one of her customers had just been served a frozen sea bass! priorities?
I was then told my roast would be free of charge and the manager would come when she's ready. As I returned to my table and my roast came fully cooked, the manager came to the table and apologized saying they had problems with the oven! Now this fish was Frozen! But didn't want to debate the Why,Where , How, a frozen fish came to be served.
She then handed me a credit note for Â£20 that I could spend in the restaurant for July.
I certainly won't eat their again, but I'll drink Â£20 worth of old JD.
I think I'll stick to the traditional Sunday roast from now on.
Anyone else have restaurant horror stories?