A couple ordered a Smoked Duck Sandwich and a Smoked Salmon Pasta. After they took a bite of their meal they came back to us while we were on full battle mode fighting the lunch crowd.
"Our sandwich and pasta are not vegetarian!"
No ma'am and sir, they are obviously not!! Do we look like a typical Chinese "zhai" restaurant selling mock duck, mock bacon, mock chicken and mock salmon? (Do they even make mock salmon??) The vegetarian menu was clearly printed on one page titled VEGETARIAN, which was given to them together with the non-veg menu and drink list.
Sheesh.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Caramel: "Are You Fried?"
A woman walked into the shop at 8.15pm.
Woman:"I want 2 chicken sandwiches and 1 chicken salad."
After placing her order, she started grilling our nice part-timer with all sorts of questions, including:
"Are the chicken fried or baked? I don't want my chicken fried."
("They are baked, ma'am.")
"What bread do you use?"
(English white bread, ma'am.")
"No wholemeal bread?"
("Sorry ma'am, no.")
"OK never mind. Are they toasted?"
("Yes ma'am.")
etc...
After hogging the nicer part-timer for 5 minutes...
Woman: "Is my order ready?"
Me: "We are preparing your order now, ma'am."
Woman: "Can you hurry up? My movie started at 8.15pm."
(Then stop bloody hogging the part-timer and let him help us with your order!)
She waited another 1 minute and she stepped into the kitchen while I was preparing her sandwiches!
Me: "Ma'am, please, this is our kitchen!"
Woman: "Ya, ya, ya..."
She looked at the chicken.
Woman: "Why is your chicken so dark? Is it fried? I said I don't want my chicken fried!"
Me: "No ma'am, the chicken is not fried. It's marinated with soy sauce then oven-baked!"
After the woman left (she almost just left us with all her orders done but I catch her just in time before she walked out of the door), I told the chef about her questioning how the chicken was cooked.
The chef, in his unusually bitchy mode, said:
"You should've asked her is she's fried, since she's so dark."
Woman:"I want 2 chicken sandwiches and 1 chicken salad."
After placing her order, she started grilling our nice part-timer with all sorts of questions, including:
"Are the chicken fried or baked? I don't want my chicken fried."
("They are baked, ma'am.")
"What bread do you use?"
(English white bread, ma'am.")
"No wholemeal bread?"
("Sorry ma'am, no.")
"OK never mind. Are they toasted?"
("Yes ma'am.")
etc...
After hogging the nicer part-timer for 5 minutes...
Woman: "Is my order ready?"
Me: "We are preparing your order now, ma'am."
Woman: "Can you hurry up? My movie started at 8.15pm."
(Then stop bloody hogging the part-timer and let him help us with your order!)
She waited another 1 minute and she stepped into the kitchen while I was preparing her sandwiches!
Me: "Ma'am, please, this is our kitchen!"
Woman: "Ya, ya, ya..."
She looked at the chicken.
Woman: "Why is your chicken so dark? Is it fried? I said I don't want my chicken fried!"
Me: "No ma'am, the chicken is not fried. It's marinated with soy sauce then oven-baked!"
After the woman left (she almost just left us with all her orders done but I catch her just in time before she walked out of the door), I told the chef about her questioning how the chicken was cooked.
The chef, in his unusually bitchy mode, said:
"You should've asked her is she's fried, since she's so dark."
Friday, June 4, 2010
Caramel: 搞乜鬼
Overheard in one of Shaw Tower's elevators, by three Cantonese-speaking uncles:
Uncle 1: "Really dunno what the heck is going on here."
Uncle 2: "Ya lor, Subway's gone, Mr Bean also gone!"
Uncle 3: "Really dunno what they heck are they doing!"
Our sentiments, precisely.
Uncle 1: "Really dunno what the heck is going on here."
Uncle 2: "Ya lor, Subway's gone, Mr Bean also gone!"
Uncle 3: "Really dunno what they heck are they doing!"
Our sentiments, precisely.
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