Stuff that bugs me in restaurants

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Who doesn't like fresh pepper?

People who "dine" at restaurants with sticky menus.

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Anonymous wrote:Who doesn't like fresh pepper?

I don't need pepper. I don't like pepper.

Hmm, if only there was a polite way to decline the offer.....

Yeah, sorry pp, you're not winning this one.

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Foodies

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Anonymous wrote:Who doesn't like fresh pepper?

People who "dine" at restaurants with sticky menus.

I was going to say that I dislike, in all arenas, people with insane privilege who look down their snouts at people with less or no privilege.

What I have disliked recently is that I get a stomachache after nearly every meal. I know they load it up with more fat, sugar, and salt than I would ever use at home, but owwwww.

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Anonymous wrote:Taking my used utensils off my appetizer plate and placing them on the table for me to reuse for the entree.

I'm 22:01, and I could not agree with you more. If they are removed from my plate and put on the table, I replace them onto the plate and ask for new ones.

Why??

This is a very American thing. I don't understand why you get a fresh plate, but you can't get a fresh knife and fork.

I hate it when the person clearing the table hands me my dirty fork and asks if I would "like to keep it". Yuk. I find a simple "no thank you, I would like a new one please" usually does the trick.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Don't take the plates until everyone at the table is done. Makes everyone else feel awkward and rushed.

Agree with the random person asking how things are. At least introduce yourself.

Not refilling drinks.

Totally agree. I HATE this!

[Anonymous]

The random person who comes up to the table asking how everything is. If you expect your staff to introduce themselves to their tables then please do the same!

[Anonymous]

The same-old tired routine at the Japanese Steak Houses: "Here comes the onion choo choo train!" "Look a beating rice heart!" "Who wants to try to catch the shrimp?"

I say save the gimmick for newcomers and children's birthday party tables.

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Anonymous wrote:The same-old tired routine at the Japanese Steak Houses: "Here comes the onion choo choo train!" "Look a beating rice heart!" "Who wants to try to catch the shrimp?"

I say save the gimmick for newcomers and children's birthday party tables.

WTF?

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Asking me if I want dessert when I'm barely halfway through my entree, although in the waitstaff's defense, they probably do this because my husband the speed-eater is always done eating 15 minutes before anyone else.

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Anonymous wrote:The same-old tired routine at the Japanese Steak Houses: "Here comes the onion choo choo train!" "Look a beating rice heart!" "Who wants to try to catch the shrimp?"

I say save the gimmick for newcomers and children's birthday party tables.

How often are you eating at Japanese steak houses? I think I've eaten at 2 in my 37 years on this earth.

[Anonymous]

Crooked tables and no lemon in my iced tea. Being seated by a busing station or under a hard-blowing AC vent.

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When traveling far from home and they say they are gluten free friendly on their website, but when you ask the waitress what your 6 yo can have, its usually limited to a salad without dressing, corn and the most expensive steak on the menu. Tolerable for adults but not great for kids, especially when it costs $40. Non-GF sibling is happily eating deep-fried chicken fingers and fries that cost $6.

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I hate it when I'm taking my post-dinner nap, and the waiter comes by and says "Sir, would you please take your hand out of your pants." Why don't they mind their own business?

I hate it when you go to the trouble of asking for a box for your food, package it all up, and then the waiter forgets to carry it to the car for you. This happens everywhere I go.

I hate it when I order something, and then my wife orders the same exact thing -- from appetizer to dessert.

I hate it when my drink has an even number of ice cubes. Ice cubes may be more evenly distributed through a liquid when there is an odd number.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I hate it when I'm taking my post-dinner nap, and the waiter comes by and says "Sir, would you please take your hand out of your pants." Why don't they mind their own business?

I hate it when you go to the trouble of asking for a box for your food, package it all up, and then the waiter forgets to carry it to the car for you. This happens everywhere I go.

I hate it when I order something, and then my wife orders the same exact thing -- from appetizer to dessert.

I hate it when my drink has an even number of ice cubes. Ice cubes may be more evenly distributed through a liquid when there is an odd number.

Gary?