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July 23, 2007
So a lady comes in for lunch with a friend. When going over the lunch menu she opted for the Caesar with grilled shrimp - the full portion. Her dining partner asked how large the full portion was, and when informed that it's quite large (Ok, it's huge), she opted for the half portion. When the server looked back to The First Woman, she asked, "Would you still like the full portion as well?" She rolled her eyes and said, "Uh - yes. I can handle that", and shook her head as if disgusted.
She walked into the kitchen. "Please take this from me. I can't even bear to look at it. It's so big, and the thought of all this food on my plate is making me physically ill. Please - oh please take it. Please - I need the half portion. I just cannot take this!" I was stunned, first of all, at her brazen boldness with walking into the kitchen. And then I was just - speechless.
Posted by Foodwhore at July 23, 2007 01:40 PM 
Can we maybe blame at least a little of this on reality TV? Have all the restaurant-related TV shows made people feel so familiar with the back of the house that they think they deserve to have a personal conversation with the chef? Are garages having the same problems, with people walking into the repair bays and handing homemade parts to the mechanics, or demanding to oversee a custom blending of oil? I don't get it... Posted by: Rob at July 23, 2007 02:42 PM I hope you said, "We'll put whatever you don't eat in a to-go box for you. And don't let the screen door hit you on the way OUT." Posted by: Tana at July 23, 2007 03:47 PM I would have covered half the plate with the bill for the full portion and said "presto!" Posted by: Kristen at July 23, 2007 04:56 PM Wow. Just Wow. I would have dumped half of it in the trash as she watched, then boxed the other half for her to take home. And, of course, charged her for the full portion. Then again, I need to work on my customer service skills. Posted by: Barb at July 24, 2007 04:50 AM I start wondering what the sign on Your restaurant might read... Posted by: fressack at July 24, 2007 06:22 AM How does the amount of food on a plate make a person physically ill? Seriously. Do you have a sign on your kitchen door that says "EMPLOYEES ONLY"? Perhaps you should invest in one since the implied notion that guests are not welcome in the kitchen clearly went over this idiot's head. Posted by: AuntJone at July 24, 2007 07:04 AM I can't tell you who does this (although you already seem to meet them all), but I can suggest a way to stop it - instead of making the regular size "huge," make it smaller and offer a double size for those with large appetites. Now that I think about it, I have noticed that there has been more and more talk about the enormous portions that some restaurants provide routinely and it may have become chic in some people's minds to use this as a reason for complaint (of course, in this case it's not because she was forewarned). You might have informed her that if the sight of food makes her ill, she really doesn't belong in a restaurant, because there's usually quite a lot of it around. Posted by: Marsha at July 24, 2007 10:20 AM Booby trap the kitchen door. Anyone who doesn't know the secret to opening it get maced or something. Posted by: garrett at July 24, 2007 11:02 AM Yep, one half back to her and the other half in a take out box. Hustle her out of the kitchen muttering about something slippery just spilled on floor. Posted by: BC at July 24, 2007 02:04 PM Someone who's now feeling guilty about her greed, particularly since she is dining with a girlfriend who's being sensible and reasonable? Posted by: k at July 24, 2007 02:38 PM Stupid people, stupid clueless people. Posted by: Susan at July 25, 2007 01:18 PM  |