Going out to a restaurant is supposed to be a pleasurable experience but one recent Reddit thread could put you off going out to dinner for life.
It all started when one Reddit user posted the question “What happened to make you say “I’m never coming to this restaurant again”?”
What followed was pure horror from start to finish with the nine stories that follow only the tip of the gross-out iceberg.
“Found a bunch of eaten chicken wing bones in my appetizer basket. They just dropped a new piece of paper over them and filled it up with onion rings. Pointed it out to the manager, declined to get my app for free and walked out.”
“I was a few bites into eating my salad, and there was one particularly interesting shiny piece of lettuce. I stab it with my fork and pull it out.
“This was no piece of lettuce, this was a wing and body of a huge dead grasshopper in the middle of my salad. I flung my fork across the room in panic. I will never return.”
“It was a restaurant in Waikiki, the last night of our vacation. The place was crawling with bedbugs. We didn’t know they were bedbugs at the time, didn’t actually figure that out until we were back home and the telltale bites developed. We had to call the hotel, tell them we may have introduced bedbugs to the room. (They freaked out but hey, it was their employee who’d recommended the place.) We had to empty out the freezer to deep freeze everything we couldn’t boil or leave roasting in a black garbage bag on a sunny patio for weeks. We had to put special covers on our mattresses and vacuum and scrub every surface every day. Our house wasn’t infested but it was over a month before we could relax.
“When I called the restaurant, the manager said, oh yeah, we have a terrible bed bug infestation, we have an exterminator come once a month, but every place in Waikiki has bedbugs, everybody knows that, you should read the local newspaper.
“When we wrote about it on Trip Advisor, the same manager called us to ask us to remove the review. In return, we’d get dinner on the house if we ever returned.
“Not only am I not going ever going back to that restaurant, I’m not ever going back to Oahu.”
“Took some of my friends to a local burger place that I loved. We went at 3 p.m. so there were only two other tables with customers besides my friends and I. Our food took roughly 50 minutes to get to our table, which was not cool, but I wasn’t going to make a fuss over it. As I took the much anticipated first bite out of my delicious looking sandwich, I discovered an extremely odd texture. It was the plastic from the cheese. Great. I just ate plastic. Turns out, the cooks were watching the Browns vs. Steelers game and must have thought that more important than doing their job.”
“Was eating at a Chinese restaurant where you order rice by the bowl. From the angle I was sitting I saw the waiters taking half uneaten bowls of rice and dumping them back into the rice cooker.”
“The nozzle fell off the soda fountain and bug parts fell out into my cup. (Roaches and other bugs in the soda fountain are a common problem if you don’t clean it properly.) I told a worker and they just screwed the nozzle back on when they thought I wasn’t looking. Who knows what else they weren’t cleaning.”
“There was hair baked into my quesadilla. Like, enough I was concerned for the health of the chef.”
“I have a deathly [sic] tree nuts allergy. I ordered a plate of fish tacos, and it came with a side salad — [but] upon receiving the dish, I noticed that the salad was covered in candied pecans. This hadn’t been mentioned anywhere on the menu, so I politely informed the waiter that I couldn’t eat the salad, specified it was due to a severe allergy, and requested a replacement.
“They INSISTED on taking everything back to the kitchen, even though the salad and the tacos hadn’t touched, and of course I thanked them and let them take it.
“Fast forward fifteen minutes, everyone else is done eating, and they finally bring my food back. I am famished, so I dig in. Imagine my surprise when I find no fewer than three pecans at the bottom of my salad bowl after having consumed maybe a quarter of the salad, and begin to experience anaphylaxis.
“To this day I don’t know if it was an assassination attempt, if the sous chef didn’t believe I was really allergic so he just scraped the nuts off the top and called it good, or if it was just a reeeeaaally sloppy kitchen, but you better believe I’ll never go back.”
“Went to a restaurant on my birthday. They found out and surprised me with a huge piece of cake. Then they added the cake to the receipt.”
Loaded staff writer Jack Beresford has produced content for Lad Bible, Axonn Media and a variety of online sports and news media outlets.