Attention What was the worst restaurant experience you ever had?

[zoltanspawn]

I am all ears?


I already have a list of places in Vegas to try so I would love to hear of more places.

Why don't you try going here?

It's very expensive, but it's a treat, right? And it's still not amongst the most expensive places you could dine. I think the vibe is pretty comfortable. I loved my meal there.

Have you been to Lotus of Siam? Very, very good Thai food and cheaper, off the strip. Eat there if you don't want to break the bank, but still want something tasty.

You can also post your list and I bet I would have a thought or two.

 

[TickTockMan]

Why don't you try going here?

It's very expensive, but it's a treat, right? And it's still not amongst the most expensive places you could dine. I think the vibe is pretty comfortable. I loved my meal there.

Have you been to Lotus of Siam? Very, very good Thai food and cheaper, off the strip. Eat there if you don't want to break the bank, but still want something tasty.

You can also post your list and I bet I would have a thought or two.

I will make another thread as not to over take this one.

 

[Daximus]

Two times at Outback Steak House. Both occasions were on my birthday.

First was with my family. Service was terrible and all over the place. We got shit we didn't ask for and nothing we did ask for. By the end our server was crying and the manager apologizing. I tried to comfort her on my way out but this chick had melted like butter on a hot sidewalk.

Second time, one year later, was a royal fuck up. My (ex)boyfriend and I were going to dine together at home and I wanted prime rib. We decided to do the car side pickup thing. For some reason that escapes me I ended up driving to get my birthday dinner. I pull into the designated spot and gave the curb waitress my info. Twenty minutes later and go inside and ask why it's taking forever. After a fake ass apology I'm told it's just another minute or so. Ten minutes go by and I'm given a bag and sent on my way. I knew something was 'off' but I was pissed at this point and drove away. I get half way home, another ten minutes later, and my phone rings. It's my boyfriend telling me they forgot the main dishes and had sent me with the sides and salads. I go back and am handed another bag. I finally get home and sit down to eat and everything is cold as shit. Even the baked potatoes wrapped in foil are fucking cold. I call the manager and tell him everything I just typed out here. He offers me a god damn free blooming onion as a 'I'm sorry we fucked up your birthday dinner' fix. Fuck that!! I tell him we just spent $65 and he should make it right. I told him to mail me a gift card with whatever amount he felt made up for this massfuckery. Ten days later a couple gift cards showed up in the mail with $65 on them. We reordered the exact same meal a few days later to 'try again'. Luckily this time around they got it mostly right.

Long story short, don't go to Outback for your birthday.

 

[frankfrank]

They said her meal was on the house, and it would be out in just a bit. Sure as shit, they came back out later and said they had screwed it up AGAIN. Now our entire meal was on the house,

I've probably eaten 3,000 restaurant meals if not more, as I have driven around 1.3 million miles in my lifetime, and I am routinely gone from home at least ten weeks per year. (This year will be "off" that because I'm so busy all year putting together and deciding upon what shit to move to Chicago, and what stuff can be gotten rid of or sold from here without making the trip. I'm talking tonnage. 2000 was another lowball "outlier" for good reasons, which had nothing whatsoever to do with Y2K.) I think maybe in all that time, I've had entire or substantial parts of meals comped by restaurants no more than five times.

I am NOT counting those meals which are comped by advance arrangement - which indeed is rather common in Las Vegas - but meals which receive unanticipated after-the-fact comps.

The funny thing about so few comps in my lifetime, involves my trip to Pennsylvania early last November, during the very brief interval between the Chicago Cubs and Donald Trump winning. This was part of an ongoing series of utterly bizarre things that happened with me (all but one of them good and/or "fun" to behold, which I don't have to mention because everybody knows about it already...and I DID mention it anyway haha) that escalated around Halloween and lasted actually well into November 9, and indeed the 9th actually managed to be a total hoot, even directly in the middle of our massive national hangover.

On that Saturday, I was at a restaurant in Ephrata, after we had decided not to eat at a place in Denver (PA) that we had planned to go to. Though nothing happened to my meal, the guy I ate with was served some weird abomination that was supposed to be turtle soup and didn't resemble it at all except that it was in a bowl; none of us know what that shit was. Our party was 2 men, 2 women. THREE of the meals were fucked up one way or another with missing items and such, as well, and besides the turtle soup somebody else had some awful/wrong food but I don't remember what, and I think somebody got the wrong potatoes or something. The restaurant ended up comping us with extra food and, at the end, not marking everything down.

Sunday, there were three of us (with me being the only "in common" person both days) and, though there were copious choices between Columbia and their home near Reading, which crosses a swath of nearly 50 miles of FOODIE PARADISE, we ended up stopping at that very same hole-in-the-wall restaurant in Denver that our Saturday party hadn't gone to. What were the chances of THAT?? (See, I told you there were bizarre things happening.) The staff was incompetent, and the food took forever to come out - so much so that management decided to comp most of our food. So, out of four or five comps in my lifetime, two happened on consecutive days - and the second day happening at the place where I independently HAD NOT ended up going to on the first day? Very weird.

No, maybe not weird at all, considering that our three-man Sunday dining party included Rational Lunacy, haha.

You fucking rock.

YES, HE DOES.

(You DO know that can be read two VERY different ways, right? It depends on whether the last two words are adverb-verb, or adjective-noun, lol!!)

 

[NotHardUp1]

I was in Anchorage. It was a Sunday luncheon I ate after church at a diner. Think I had meatloaf. Decided to order coconut cream pie for dessert. Usually a good choice in a diner, and locally made.

The pie tasted stale. I poked at it. It wasn't up to the poking. The back crust fell off and it was completely black with mold between the crust and the pie filling.

 

[MakeDigitalLove]

I can't really think of anything too bad, I mean I waited for a long time for food at times or food that wasn't supposed be cold was cold. Never ran into a waiter/waitress that was too rude, more-so ones that just don't seem very interested in what they were doing on just a bit absent minded.

Edit: Something popped in my head.

One of the times our food took long was when we were out and the waiter was fine, until a group of 4 young girls was seated at a table in our section. So our waiter had that table and he conveniently disappeared for a good bit for us and was paying a lot more attention to that table. It was pretty annoying but we didn't do much outside of giving him a really low tip.
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In the end We paid nothing for the meal but the server got a 50 dollar tip.

I think this is awesome on many levels.

This is something people need to recognize and act accordingly. There are problems at places that very well have nothing to do with the person serving you, but a lot of times it's the server who ends up getting the shit end of the stick.

 

[star-warrior]

We were a party of 8 people and sat down about six pm at a restaurant which was western style in HK. The menu served also as a place mat, but that was not the most wierd thing. They had a signature burger on their menu, but the restaurant didn't serve fries at all. We should have left after seeing that. But we ordered, and had drinks served, and looking forward to it. The service was slow, and the place was only about 10% full, which we initially put down to the early evening before the rush. One of our group had ordered their home made cumberland sausage and she got this spiral of meat that came with a small bowl filled with mashed potato and gravy boat. Cutting into the sausage, she noticed it wasn't cooked through, and unlike any other sausage we've ever eaten, the meat had no binder in, it was just loose mince in a pork casing... She signalled the lady at the till who was the manageress over, and told her about the undercooked luke warm bag of mince, to which she apologised it being only lukewarm, but explained the sausage texture was 'loose', and took the sausage away. Come quarter to 7, the manageress came over and apologised that my order and another person's order had not gone through and that it will be soon. I'd ordered a shepherd's pie with chorizo, and whilst the mash was golden on top, the meat underneat was barely warm to touch. It was amazing that the touted 2 star chef under which the restaurant touted it's fame could serve us with what was just reheated mince with packet mash on top. We called the manageress again, and complained that we had expected food which would be piping hot in the middle but wasn't. One of our group became our spokesperson and she complained that this was unacceptable, (she had the same dish as I did, lol) and the poor manageress took our meal away and we waited for another 20 minutes. By this time the a new cooked sausage came for our friend, and the texture of it put her off eating more than the outside coil. When our shepherd's pie came my spokesperson friend was gingerly eating hers, and my now piping hot dish was looking great, but after two spoonfuls, I realised that the whole thing was now burnt on the bottom. Instead of waving for the manageress, I calmly walked over and asked her to come over. I ran the spoon along the bottom of the dish and showed her the black charred residue and she looked devastated. My spokes person had her arms cross over her chest as she berated the manageress over the poor standard of their service, the undercooked food and the burnt charred offering they had served us. In the end, the manageress was so profusively sorry that that she wrote off the cost of all the meals, but the bar tab was not negotiable. Fine, we paid and left.

 

[Vannie]

Thank you Guys for all the replies I've been a bit under the weather with a nasty sinus infection.

 

[TickTockMan]

I have posted this before years ago.



Around July 4th when I had no internet at home I went to Denny’s to eat and play on my laptop. While there there was a group of drunk guys. They were being really rude and crude. Talking about ketchup and women’s periods. A woman had her young son and daughter in there and they told the son as they were leaving he should fist his sister, etc. The waitress thought it was funny and was egging them on.

I went in all the time then so the waitress knew I liked a lot of refills. She ignored me all night because she knew I was pissed. After a couple hours a few cops came in to eat and the drunks left real quick. As I was paying the waitress asked me how everything was and I told her I wrote corporate and told them what she was doing and what she allowed the drunks to do. She got whinny that she was just a woman, there by herself. That was a lie. There were two guys in the kitchen and I was there. Also once the cops came in she could have kicked them out.


Turns out I got her fired and the drunks were regulars that went in all the time after bar closing.

I still don’t feel bad. I do wonder if the mother ever complained though.