Elise and I just got back from Applebee’s. Now I think I’m sick – seriously.
I’ve been to Applebee’s three times now – Once in Brenham, once in Austin, and now in Temple. The first time I went, I was with Philip and Amanda and I got nachos. Can’t really screw up nachos.
Second time I went, it was El, Cody, Victor and myself. I had fajitas – not really good. Bland and dry.
Today we went to the Applebee’s in Temple. I had a hamburger, thinking: “You can’t really screw up a hamburger.” This hamburger was fubar – completely burnt to a crisp. I didn’t take visual notice – I had to find out by nearly cracking a tooth. I’m not kidding when I say burnt to a crisp. I don’t know how the hell my plate made it out of the kitchen.
I immediately sent it back. I’m not usually like that. I’m usually quiet and non-confrontational. If my food sucks, I’ll eat the crap, pay and never go back. I had to say something this time though. The waiter was cool and apologetic. He said he’d get me a new burger immediately. Half and hour later, the manager came and kneeled beside me. I told him to get our check. He said he’d go back to the kitchen and personally get my burger and he’d comp both of our meals.
I got another burger long after El was done with her chicken fajita wraps. My burger was dry as a bone. We should have just gotten our check and ran. Anyway, we got a free lunch out of it. Kinda funny though… you get to eat at a place for free to determine that you’ll never go there again.
I need to go lay down… I don’t feel so hot.