Oh! And I have a much more hilarious story involving one of the best steaks I ever had. It was in Budapest on a college choir field trip, and a bunch of us decided to go to this fancy restaurant that was near our hotel. The exchange rate + standard of living differences at the time meant that it was quite a bit more affordable than a similar restaurant in the US would be; I don't think I'd ever even been to a truly excellent steak house before. I ordered the namesake steak without really inquiring as to what it consisted of, because it seemed like the thing to do. It was quite dark in the restaurant, candlelit and all that. There was a (delicious) brownish sauce over the steak as well as over the several smallish chunks of things on top of it that appeared to be vegetables. I unearthed one that was vaguely pale and cube-shaped, assuming that it was a potato, and put it in my mouth.
I was completely shocked when it turned out to be a pineapple.
The steak was still delicious, and it was totally what I'd ordered, but I still remember that first moment of astonishment.
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Date: 2011-06-08 04:20 am (UTC)I was completely shocked when it turned out to be a pineapple.
The steak was still delicious, and it was totally what I'd ordered, but I still remember that first moment of astonishment.