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harborshore ([personal profile] harborshore) wrote2011-06-07 07:26 pm

one of these things is not like the other

Dearest sushi place,

I do, in fact, enjoy your salmon rolls. They're fresh and tasty. However. In an order labeled 'vegetarian,' I wasn't expecting them to appear. Fish? Also counts as meat.

Sincerely,

Vee

Dear flist, tell me about that time you ordered food and it didn't quite work out right.
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[personal profile] athenejen 2011-06-08 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
Salads where the unspecified cheese turns out to be gorgonzola or another blue cheese, or if I accidentally end up with blue cheese dressing instead of ranch...

I am allergic to mold. My body is convinced that blue cheese is not only not food but ought to be kept as far away as possible. It gets close to my face and my instinctive reaction is to throw it across the room.

So that's less than ideal, but I know I'm lucky for that to be the only thing I have a strong reaction to. I had a housemate once who was so allergic to walnuts I couldn't even eat them (or anything that they happened to be in) if she was in the house because the dust would start to get to her.
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[personal profile] athenejen 2011-06-08 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
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.