Tomato Terror

[Merriweather]

My youngest aunt did this to my middle aunt, once. My middle aunt doesn't like pepper. At all. Ever.

My middle aunt, wanting to know how much she didn't like it (and trying to determine if she was just being difficult over it), put a pinch of white pepper into a big pot of stew. Needless to say, middle aunt knew there was pepper in the pot. Not enough to ruin the food for her (which is why the youngest aunt put only a very small amount of a rather weak version in), but enough to determine that she really truly does not like pepper.

Not exactly the same thing, but my sister decided to try an experiment once. I was 7, so she'd have been 12. Summer vacation, my mom was working days, so we were home alone, and I was at her mercy She read somewhere (or heard on TV, who knows) that the senses of taste & smell were very connected, and that if a person could not smell something at all, they wouldn't be able to taste it either. So she wanted to prove it - using me as guinea pig, of course (what are little sisters for?). So, she stuck a clothespin on my nose so I couldn't smell, blindfolded me so I couldn't see, and started getting things out of the fridge to see if I could taste them when I couldn't smell. Lets just say that while it may be true of a few foods, that theory does not hold true all th eway thru to horseradish Good thing we didn't have any jalopenos.

[TawnyMyst]

As someone who does have food allergies, I hate when people try to hide something. I had a cook at one job that was absolutely insistent that no one was allergic to fish, it just wasn't possible and I was just being difficult. He made potato croquettes frequently, so starting mashing up the fish and adding it to the potatoes. Took about a week or so to figure out why I was getting so sick, I had a bad summer cold that was messing up my taste buds so I couldn't taste. Figured the vomiting and nausea where part and parcel of having a cold while on a ship that was going thru some bad storms, upset stomach already and everything comes back up. Got over the cold and could then taste the fish the next time he tried it. Went to the chief and the captain over it. Hope being proven wrong was worth your job!

Also, can't stand cilantro, tastes like soap to me. Seems to be a favorite fresh herb around here though, to the point if I order something I even suspect might have it, I ask for it to be removed.

I have only once sent back food, usually I will either eat it or not, and just make a mental note to either not order it again, or in some cases not go back there again. I went to a well known and reputable steak house around here with the hubby for our anniversary. Since it had a great reputation, decided to be daring and actually ordered the steak the way I prefer it, blue. I usually order rare as you never know about the cook and save the blue for at home when I cook it myself. The steak came out and it wasn't even pink, I'd say it was on the charred side of well done. Sent it back and called the manager over, just wanted to let him know why it went back, he looked at it and agreed it wasn't anywhere close to what I had ordered. Apparently, he asked the chef way it was not the way I ordered it. The chef's response; "No woman could possibly like or appreciate a true steak". Needless to say, we are never going back there.

[dalesys]

... He gets all the tomatoes and I get all the cucumber...

There's an insinnuendo lurking there...

[Dadeo]

In a random diner - don't remember exactly where, Alabama or Georgia I think. A vegetarian friend ordered spaghetti and asked if there was any meat in the sauce, waitress says no. She takes one bite and spits it out asks why she was told there was no meat when there is, in fact, quite a lot. Waitress says "Well, it's ground real fine, I didn't think y'all would taste it."

[XCashier]

The steak came out and it wasn't even pink, I'd say it was on the charred side of well done. Sent it back and called the manager over, just wanted to let him know why it went back, he looked at it and agreed it wasn't anywhere close to what I had ordered. Apparently, he asked the chef way it was not the way I ordered it. The chef's response; "No woman could possibly like or appreciate a true steak". Needless to say, we are never going back there.

WHAT?! Um, bull. I love a good steak*, and I'm very much a woman! I hope that creep got some kind of punishment for saying such a ridiculous thing and not giving you what you ordered.

*Prefer medium rare to blue, but definitely not burnt!