I have to ask. What is it?

[unloadonme]

It looks like some sort of fried pastry.

 

[NotHardUp1]

It was allegedly an omelet, served at a Waffle House a ways south of Nashville Friday morning.

They asked if I wanted it "old fashioned" or "regular", so I asked what was the difference. "Old fasioned" turns out not to be an omelet at all, but what many lazy cafes do, pour beaten eggs on a griddle and they run-out. Of course it cooks very quickly, rubberizes, and is not something I'll be eating.

So, naturally, I ordered the "regular" one, which was supposedly "fluffy".

You were looking at the "fluffy" one.

I've had browned omelets. I've had lazy omelets which were not properly beaten. I've had omelets in New Mexico which were frittatas masquerading as omelets.

But I've never seen one this disgusting. I had no recourse either. I was due at the airport. The hostess/cashier was the only other worker than the fry cook there. The eggs were somehow tortured in an omelet pan in boiling oil. Very Medieval.

I did know enough to pull up the drawbridge so they didn't get into the keep. So, the thing sat there starying at me while I ate my hashbrowns and bacon, and left.

At the register, I was asked how everything was. I made no reply. What the fuck do you think when a customer leaves the entire dish untouched. Sub-humans.

I sent the pic to friends and they said it looked like a fried pie. No. A fried try.

 

[me203]

I had no recourse either.

Of course you have recourse. You can do the American Thing: sue, alleging mental distress caused by a disgusting omelet!

 

[belamyi]

If the place was so crappy in the middle of Crapland, USA, what did you expect to be served, an uncharted miracle of the Michelin Guide off the radar...
I wonder if you would come to fondly recall that piece of what-it-is in that sulking episode sometime in your future.

Maybe ever since I noticed a bloody pair of pigeon wings lying on the sidewalk around Christmas sometime before the pandemic, and noticing how numerous and plumpy they are in BCN, I have got used to the idea of people chasing after them in not such a distant future.

Oh well.

 

[NotHardUp1]

If the place was so crappy in the middle of Crapland, USA, what did you expect to be served, an uncharted miracle of the Michelin Guide off the radar...

Leave it to you to imply one needs a MIchelin star to simply cook a rudimentary dish.

The chain is known for actually being able to consistently make a proper omelet.

Some use inferior cheese, but the eggs have always been light, beaten in a blender until foamy, and then cooked quickly without browning and no greasiness.

This was literally the only time I found an omelet there to be bad.

And I make very good omelets at home, so do know the difference.

So, I was expecting what I had enjoyed every single other time I had orded one over the past four plus decades.

 

[belamyi]

Leave it to you to imply one needs a MIchelin star to simply cook a rudimentary dish.

The chain is known for actually being able to consistently make a proper omelet.

Oh, so it was only a franchisee trap.
My bad

 

[belamyi]

And I make very good omelets at home, so do know the difference.

Is it un-American to carry your own meals to avoid that sort of situations? Waste time or waste money, that is the question.

 

[NotHardUp1]

Is it un-American to carry your own meals to avoid that sort of situations? Waste time or waste money, that is the question.

I rose at 4:00 to be at the airport by 8:00 (2 hours away) for a flight at 10:00.

Nashville has horrible rush hour traffic, and thee airport is all the way across Nashville on the east side.

So, I was planning on eating breakfast a restaurant nearer the airport, but wasn't sure of how the traffic flow went or where it all stopped.

The restaurant I stopped at was on the route there and appeared at the right time, and the traffic was still light.

I wanted to avoid paying captive audience prices at the gougers in the terminals.

 

[NotHardUp1]

Oh, so it was only a franchisee trap.
My bad

It was apparently a refuge for failed humans working in the guise of cooks.

 

[belamyi]

It was apparently a refuge for failed humans working in the guise of cooks.

Ultimately responsability of the franchise.
It's an upgraded version of a supposedly well-managed, very 'capitalist' business, hiring an incompetent waiter to charge down on the client both the salary and the nuisance of the unskillful.

 

[belamyi]

I rose at 4:00 to be at the airport by 8:00 (2 hours away) for a flight at 10:00.

Nashville has horrible rush hour traffic, and thee airport is all the way across Nashville on the east side.

So, I was planning on eating breakfast a restaurant nearer the airport, but wasn't sure of how the traffic flow went or where it all stopped.

The restaurant I stopped at was on the route there and appeared at the right time, and the traffic was still light.

I wanted to avoid paying captive audience prices at the gougers in the terminals.

Did you really absolutely need an omelette for breakfast?


One usually finds better opportunities right next to transportation hubs than IN their premises, but I can not be sure of how that goes in a country in which law seems to forbid direct sale of one's own products, without anyone else deriving a 'systemically subsidized' profit.

 

[NotHardUp1]

Did you really absolutely need an omelette for breakfast?


One usually finds better opportunities right next to transportation hubs than IN their premises, but I can not be sure of how that goes in a country in which law seems to forbid direct sale of one's own products, without anyone else deriving a 'systemically subsidized' profit.

Do you need to breathe?

Flipping what happened to an existential question is a rejection of the actual events and their relevance. I'm somehow mysteriously in support of the choices I make. Go figure.

The post wasn't a cautionary tale. It was an event in my travels.

Did I need to go see a friend?

Do I need to work for a living?

Could I subsist on Soylent Green?

I don't like to eat at 4:00 a.m.. I do like to eat breakfast out, especially while on vacation. I don't like airline fare nor food in airports, and I wouldn't be eating lunch due to flight arrivval, hotel, and joining my friend for the dinner at the Improv.

Not buying that the horrible omelet was a likely consequence of ordering it from a chain known for making good omelets, nor that people should not eat omelets.

 

[belamyi]

Do you need to breathe?

Flipping what happened to an existential question is a rejection of the actual events and their relevance. I'm somehow mysteriously in support of the choices I make. Go figure.

The post wasn't a cautionary tale. It was an event in my travels.

Did I need to go see a friend?

Do I need to work for a living?

Could I subsist on Soylent Green?

I don't like to eat at 4:00 a.m.. I do like to eat breakfast out, especially while on vacation. I don't like airline fare nor food in airports, and I wouldn't be eating lunch due to flight arrivval, hotel, and joining my friend for the dinner at the Improv.

Not buying that the horrible omelet was a likely consequence of ordering it from a chain known for making good omelets, nor that people should not eat omelets.

It's not that complicated: if one finds oneself in a situation with specific demanding needs, but an uncertain context, one could well rather change choices, priorities and habits, for efficiency's as well as variety and fun's sake

 

[NotHardUp1]

It's not that complicated: if one finds oneself in a situation with specific demanding needs, but an uncertain context, one could well rather change choices, priorities and habits, for efficiency's as well as variety and fun's sake

Uncertainty. That's an intangible. As stated multiple times. the reputation of the chain is that the breakfast is usually good. This one wasn't. Hence the photo of the anomalous omelet.

The alternatives offered for breakfast here are pretty much fast food chains and gas stsations, or stale goods at grocery stores. I opted for a breakfast made to order. That remains my preference.

But I appreciate your good wishes for my betterment.

 

[belamyi]

Uncertainty. That's an intangible. As stated multiple times. the reputation of the chain is that the breakfast is usually good. This one wasn't. Hence the photo of the anomalous omelet.

The alternatives offered for breakfast here are pretty much fast food chains and gas stsations, or stale goods at grocery stores. I opted for a breakfast made to order. That remains my preference.

But I appreciate your good wishes for my betterment.

So much for America's freedom of choice provided by business competition derived from wealth of opportunities.
Betterment from what, an environment of bad food?

 

[Alistair]

Wow nice derail guys

 

[belamyi]

Mod policepeople need to earn their new wings every season.

 

[Vannie]

My rotisserie chicken was missing a leg!

 

[belamyi]

My rotisserie chicken was missing a leg!

MUTANT!?!

 

[NotHardUp1]

My rotisserie chicken was missing a leg!

Did someone pull it? (no pun intended)