DE BAKKERSWINKEL
I went in one morning for a hot breakfast, but the uitsmijter wasn't on the menu, so I decided to try the quiche van de dag, bleu cheese. I cringed a little when it came; it was about the size of my fist.
A moment later, I caught the server's attention and and pushed the empty plate away. "I have a complaint about the quiche."
She smiled a little, and asked if I would like another piece.
"Sure."
"Would you like the same kind or the lorraine?"
"The lorraine, please."
She proceeded behind me to the kitchen, from which laughter erupted, and returned with a piece at least twice as large. By that time I had devoured the delicious salad. The bleu cheese tasted spectacular, but this one sent me to gastronomic nirvana. I cleaned that plate as well, and when another server took it, I said, "Even worse than the first one."
More laughter from the kitchen, and the manager came out to check on me. I kept a straight face for a few seconds, but couldn't hold it anymore when she asked, "You're joking, right?" I was laughing quietly, but so hard a few tears rolled down my cheeks.
"It tasted incredible; that's just how we roll in Texas."
I eventually got myself under control, and bought a piece of chocolate cake for later which gave me an out of body experience.
I went in one morning for a hot breakfast, but the uitsmijter wasn't on the menu, so I decided to try the quiche van de dag, bleu cheese. I cringed a little when it came; it was about the size of my fist.
A moment later, I caught the server's attention and and pushed the empty plate away. "I have a complaint about the quiche."
She smiled a little, and asked if I would like another piece.
"Sure."
"Would you like the same kind or the lorraine?"
"The lorraine, please."
She proceeded behind me to the kitchen, from which laughter erupted, and returned with a piece at least twice as large. By that time I had devoured the delicious salad. The bleu cheese tasted spectacular, but this one sent me to gastronomic nirvana. I cleaned that plate as well, and when another server took it, I said, "Even worse than the first one."
More laughter from the kitchen, and the manager came out to check on me. I kept a straight face for a few seconds, but couldn't hold it anymore when she asked, "You're joking, right?" I was laughing quietly, but so hard a few tears rolled down my cheeks.
"It tasted incredible; that's just how we roll in Texas."
I eventually got myself under control, and bought a piece of chocolate cake for later which gave me an out of body experience.