Do you remember when my sister the ex-ex-mayor's wife tried to con a casino restaurant employee out of some BBQ sauce for her burger? I wouldn't so much term it "conning." She DID buy a burger. You'd think BBQ sauce is a common enough condiment that it can be added to a burger. Seems that some waitstaff are just contrary about a customer asking for anything not specifically listed on the menu...
Last Tuesday, on the first night of CasinoPalooza, we had dinner at the restaurant inside High Winds Casino, in Miami, Oklahoma. That's pronounced MY AM UH. To save you from future embarrassment... Anyhoo, it was Two For Tuesday. Hick and The Pony wanted the 2 for $22 Sirloin Special. I am not a steak person. So I didn't feel at all left out by not being included. Ex-Ex-Mayor also partook of the steak. I had the Chopped Steak with mushroom gravy. And Sis... well... Sis asked for the Frito Chili Pie.
Let the record show that the Frito Chili Pie is listed on the $5 Specials Menu. "House-Made Chili atop a pile of Frito Corn Chips with Shredded Cheese." These specials are served Monday/Tuesday/Wednesday from 11:00 am to 4:00 pm. We ordered dinner at 7:30 pm.
Like Oliver Twist imploring Mr. Bumble for more gruel, or a gambler asking a waitress for BBQ sauce on her burger, Sis pushed the envelope.
"I know it's past time for the $5 special, but could I have the Frito Chili Pie?"
"No."
"I'm willing to pay extra. For the price of a dinner. I just really want the Frito Chili Pie."
"We have the chili. But we don't have any Fritos."
"No. I don't want chili. I'd like to have the Frito Chili Pie."
"We can't do it."
"You don't really have anything else I want. I guess I'll take the Meat Lover's Omelet."
As soon as the waitress disappeared into the kitchen, we started ribbing Sis.
"You KNOW they have Fritos! She just didn't want to serve you a Frito Chili Pie. She would have needed to go ask someone about the price. And the restaurant closes at 9:00. So she didn't want to bother."
"Yeah. They sell Frito Chili Pie until 4:00. THEN what happens? Do the Fritos turn into PUMPKINS? She didn't say they RAN OUT of Fritos! She just said they didn't have them. That's suspicious."
"She's probably back in the kitchen, stuffing Fritos in her mouth! What if she comes back with crumbs around her lips?"
We definitely did not believe that waitress's story. Then again, Sis has a tendency to bring out the worst in her servers...
So Sis settled on the Meat Lover's Omelet, with hash browns and toast. Of course she was not happy with it. That omelet was HUGE! XXM estimated that it had about 6 eggs in it. Sis ate some off the top, and gave XXM and Hick each a large slice of eggs. They were happy to have steak n eggs for dinner.
"I wish they had mixed the meat in with the eggs, like a normal omelet. Rather than plopping the meat on the egg, and folding it over. It's like a big sandwich with egg on the outside and meat on the inside."
In fact, Sis could not finish her omelet, but she definitely did not go hungry. It was a large portion.
Here is Hick's sirloin:
He ordered it cooked medium. You can see some of the eggs Sis had given him. The special came with a large salad, and a baked potato. I wish I had gotten a picture of the salad. In fact, I wished I had gotten a salad! I looked delicious, and was in a bowl the size of that steak plate. Hick had the Ranch dressing. XXM had Thousand Island. And The Pony asked for a Caesar Salad.
I didn't get pictures of XXM's food, but he's the one responsible for getting us rolls. I think they were supposed to come with the dinners. Only The Pony had a roll on his plate! Hick noticed, and mentioned it. So when the waitress came back with the A-1 Sauce that XXM asked for, XXM asked why only The Pony had a roll with his dinner. So the waitress brought us a plate of 4 rolls.
Sunday, you'll see my plate. And The Pony's.
An Emo Guy Almost Lames The Pony [with food photos]
Sis Should Be Careful What She Asks For [with food photos]
Val's Pulsating Weirdo Magnet
Hick, the Law-Abiding Stickler
These serialized accounts make me want to visit the one armed bandits and Frito liars.
ReplyDeleteYou would probably enjoy casino-hopping in this area. Maybe YOU could even get a Frito-chili pie!
DeleteThose plates look HUGE, I had a sort of omelette myself last night, 3 eggs, because they were small, with two kinds of shredded cheese, cooked but not stirred like scrambled eggs, but not cooked and folded like an omelette. Just very delicious. Hicks steak looks a bit too rare to be called medium. I get annoyed when people ask for things that clearly aren't on the menu for that time of day. If the kitchen isn't set up for that item past a certain time, then it IS extra trouble to make it for just one person, then of course others might see and want it too and the entire kitchen would be in an uproar. Sis is wrong to do this.
ReplyDeleteThe plates were larger than my at-home plates. Sis would probably have enjoyed your omelet, but might also have asked you to prepare a pizza for her instead!
DeleteAll the "cook" needed to do to turn that chili they already had into a Frito Chili Pie was to pour some Fritos in the bowl before ladling in the chili. I don't think that would have been a hardship. It's not like she asked for a complete Thanksgiving dinner. She did offer to pay the price of a dinner meal rather than the special. So in this case, I don't think that was trying to take advantage of the staff.
You know they had the Fritos! How much effort to just make it and give the customer what they want! When I was a nursing student under the Manpower Act (defunct now) doing our clinical training in the hospital, our instructor negotiated free lunch for us. We were, after all, giving the hospital free labor. The cafeteria workers hated us! Acted like we were taking food out of their mouths. I don't get it. Takes less effort to be nice, you know. I wouldn't ask for special treatment in a restaurant, nit unless I could watch them prepare the food!
ReplyDeleteWe were pretty sure they had the Fritos. Otherwise, that FCP-Denier would have said, "We RAN OUT of Fritos." Just like when I asked a kid if he threw a pencil, and his response was, "You can't prove I did it." So telling, the way people choose their words.
DeleteAt this restaurant, the revenge was served up at the table, rather than in the kitchen. Just ask The Pony's hot buttered thigh. Sis is lucky she didn't order anything with sauce or butter.