FoodFighter
Well-Known Member
At a family dinner in Shanahans On The Green in Dublin, Ireland.When my dear mother was still alive, we went to a steakhouse and they overcooked her steak. She was not nice to the server and browbeat him about it in a supercilious manner. I was a bit embarrassed and I explained to her she should not take it out on him, he didn't cook her steak, and bad things can happen in the kitchen to mean people's food. It came out perfectly the second time, but I still felt really bad she was so mean about it. I gave the server an extra big tip.
My auntie ordered a filet steak, it came out medium rare, she said that's uncooked, I can't eat that.
It came back medium, she said the same thing, it went back.
It came back a third time, like shoe leather, this pleased her and she ate it.
I was dying on the inside, but I had to bite my lip as I didn't want my dad to know I was embarrassed by her antics.
It is what it is.