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I don't have my picture uploaded yet to prove it but last night I did get to meet the fabulous and charming and ever-so-real Kerry Madden, aka [info]mountainmist I was already an adoring fan before meeting her and even more so now. That voice you read on her blog? That's the real Kerry.

But before I got the chance to meet Kerry and her darling sister, I met up with [info]d_michiko_f. Debbi picked a place to eat in Menlo Park. Because I am a picky eater I looked at the menu online before we went. They had a Monte Cristo sandwich, one of my favorites. Oh man, I couldn't tell you the last time I had one of those. Alas, I was to be denied because when we got to the restaurant, they were closed. This wouldn't have been a big deal except, well, not too long ago Debbi tried to take me to the same restaurant, with the same results! LOL. Luckily Debbi remembered a casual coffee shop chain not far away. Perfect for us to eat and gab and wait for Kerry. As we drove to the new place we passed a great many other restaurants that looked inviting and most of which were actually open to serve us. We kept commenting as the restaurants zipped by us. "We could go there. Or there. Or even there." It was like the Universe was tossing little bread crumbs our way and we just left them for the pigeons to eat.

You know, all those restaurants we passed were probably a sign and we ignored it.

We arrived at the place which will not be named, both starving. Even though I wasn't going to get my Monte Cristo sandwich, it was okay. I could give in to my other craving - a hamburger. Mmmm. I love hamburgers. I love red meat. A lot.

First backstep a bit. We have a cafeteria at work that is, for lack of a better description, ONE OF THE WORST PLACES TO EAT EVER! Really. I go there to connect with the few friends that are still at work and almost always have a grilled cheese sandwich which doesn't taste like a real grilled cheese sandwich but is, for the most part, edible. Every single time I stray from it, I am disappointed and often sick to my stomach. And we are not talking a cheap cafeteria either!

Now a sidestep. My husband and I like to eat out. We don't do it as much as we used to but still. We reward good service. I always ask to speak to the manager and compliment them for excellent service. We tip very well.

The flip side of this is that sometimes we get clunkers.

Back to the story of last night's meal.

The menus arrived. Debbi's coffee and coffee cake arrived. And then we waited to order. And waited. And waited some more until I stood up and waved my hand to get someone's attention. Then we waited for our burgers. And waited. And waited some more.

And when they arrived I wished we could go on waiting. I tried a couple of bites and had to stop. I don't know how Debbi managed to stomach a couple more. They were the most appalling excuses for burgers that I have ever been served and that INCLUDES burgers in my crummy cafeteria at work.

So I did something I very rarely do. I made a bit of a scene. ([info]hulabunny , you would have been so proud of me. )

Actually I am getting ahead of myself. We moved the plates to the other side of the table and watched the busboy clear tables all around us. Reset the tables. Look at us and our plates pushed to the side and IGNORE US until I told waved to get his attention and told him he could come take this horrible food away.

And then I made a scene. And Debbi tried very hard to melt under the table and pretend she didn't know me. And I could tell she was starting to wonder why she invited me to eat with her but I couldn't stop. I was SO frustrated with the lack of attention to us and the horrible food and the fact that we were still starving and we had Kerry coming at any minute.

When the manager came over he wanted to know why we didn't tell him something was wrong. Hello? Maybe because no one ever came by to check on us? Sheesh.

The funniest part of the whole thing though was when Kerry and her sister arrived (and Debbi quietly explained what had happened to us) suddenly the waiters were falling all over themselves to give good service, even displaying the bottled waters as though they were bottles of fine wine.

Sigh.

After visiting with Kerry and her sister Debbi and I hightailed to In-and-Out burger for a real meal! You can read Debbi's version of the story here.

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[info]onegrapeshy wrote:
April 30th, 2008 03:59 pm (UTC)
LOL about the water bottles!

I had a crummy meal the other night at a well-known restaurant that, I've since found out, is also reknown for watering down their drinks. But at least the service was great! I won't name the name, but think of Gwyneth Paltrow's daughter's name. And add a B.
[info]susanwrites wrote:
May 1st, 2008 02:27 pm (UTC)
Oh man, when I lived in New Orleans and was suddenly single I was at our local version of the same place every night. I'd sit at the bar. (It was a very slow place.) You know how when they make mixed drinks there's sometimes stuff left over? Well if you get to know the bartenders, sometimes they give you the leftovers. And those weren't watered down. :-)



[info]seaheidi wrote:
April 30th, 2008 04:24 pm (UTC)
lol!! i was like, 'didn't I JUST read this same story???'

v. funny. you know i live here--what restaurant was it?

i'm guessing palo alto creamery???

because STACKS is seriously awesome (in menlo park and serves breakfast until 2pm i think)

we have SO many good restaurants downtown. next time, ask me for a rec. before you two torture these visiting authors! =D
[info]d_michiko_f wrote:
April 30th, 2008 04:47 pm (UTC)
Yes Stacks is the place I love for breakfast! And was closed both times I wanted to go there for "dinner." heh!
[info]susanwrites wrote:
May 1st, 2008 02:28 pm (UTC)
LOL. Nope, not the Creamery. I'll have to email you.

Thing is, both of us have eaten at a lot of those good restaurants - just the luck of the draw that day. Funny as I look back. Not so funny when we were hungry.
[info]seaheidi wrote:
May 1st, 2008 04:02 pm (UTC)
=D

For sure. Creamery's usually good, but that's all I could think of. Cuz I know STACKS is fab-u-lous.
[info]d_michiko_f wrote:
April 30th, 2008 04:46 pm (UTC)
I never once wondered why I invited you out - I invited you out because I enjoy your company and our conversation! ;) Next time I'm letting YOU choose our dinner spot! ;)
[info]susanwrites wrote:
May 1st, 2008 02:28 pm (UTC)
Oh no - the pressure! I'm too picky of an eater to be left with the big decisions. :-)
[info]jamarattigan wrote:
April 30th, 2008 05:06 pm (UTC)
What a story! You know, it's pretty hard to mess up a burger. But then, it did happen to me once, on Capitol Hill. Totally inedible. But I was too timid to complain. I'm glad you did, though. And there's simply no excuse for poor service.
[info]susanwrites wrote:
May 1st, 2008 02:30 pm (UTC)
Normally I'm too timid to complain too. Which is usually a good thing because then when I lose it, I get a little excited and sarcastic and that's probably not a good thing. :-)

But I agree, there is no excuse for poor service.
[info]jbknowles wrote:
April 30th, 2008 05:29 pm (UTC)
hehe

Debbi made it sound like you were very kind. I bet you were! :-)
[info]susanwrites wrote:
May 1st, 2008 02:30 pm (UTC)
I dunno. I don't think they cared if I was kind or not.

It's funnier today. :-)
[info]mirtlemist wrote:
April 30th, 2008 06:43 pm (UTC)
I used to put up with all sorts of bad service, including being parked near the restrooms, but it doesn't happen so much anymore. Maybe it's because I've mastered the art of the steely stare. lol.
[info]susanwrites wrote:
May 1st, 2008 02:32 pm (UTC)
Oh my daughter can do that stare. It started when she was about 4 and now, 20+ years later, it's fine art.

[info]mountainmist wrote:
April 30th, 2008 06:50 pm (UTC)
Thank you, Susan!
Susan,
Keely and I had the best time meeting you and Debbi. Thanks so much! I'll be blogging soon, but have to catch a flight shortly. I really love Northern California and now with Keely's baby due so soon, I'll have even more excuses to visit again. Menlo Park Library was wonderful, and Kepler's is a fantastic bookstore - lots of lovely kids. Jeannie Duprau came, and I'd never met her...Lovely person. Anyway, thanks for inviting us for supper, though next time we'll definitely have to try STACKS for breakfast. Thanks again!

all best
kerryxx

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