The my friend Dana and I decided to go for lunch to one of MY favourite places... I mean it was, until that eventful day.
We set off, ordered our starters and were anxiously awaiting our main dishes.. I was starved and behold when a silly girl is hollow inside!
I ordered sweet and sour prawn..and it was the last time I eat prawns.. Here's a picture of my food. I mean I am not used to taking pix of my food. But this particular dish had to be photographed.
Now you need to remember a few things:
1. I am a regular at this place (was)
2. I go there three to four times a week (used to)
3. They all know who the fuck I am
Zoom in . The offending dark thing on the right of the dish is a COOKED COCKROACH. The fucker was looking at me.
I call the waitress and ask her: "What's this?"
Some people don't lie. "A cockroach," she replies.
"What is it doing in my dish? I didn't order it," I say.
"I will call the manager madame.."
She goes off and three to four minutes later, the manager surfaces as I am busy clicking away at the creepy crawly drowning on the sauce of my sumptous dish.
Sometimes things are better left unexplained.
The manager opens her mouth and bloody frogs leap out. Here's her explanation: "I am really sorry about it. I am new. I am from Germany. Here, you have a lot of cockroaches. They are all over the kitchen. You have big ones. They even fly. In Germany, we don't have as many cockroaches in the kitchen..."
Will someone shut this cow up! Does she realise how much food I have consumed from their cockroach-infested kitchen over the years?
My stomach still turns everytime I remember that day...and I still want to strangle that cow. you know how she ended her monologe: "Do you want another dish?"
Excuse me? Does she think I am deaf or really just outward silly? She must be kidding.
I left the place and the cockroaches to her...Oops.. and I paid the bill...in FULL!