I had a luncheon date with a friend of mine today and since I work at the World Trade Centre, the most logical place to go on a working day would be to the Deli.
Having walked in, I got a friendly wave from the chef at the roast chicken counter (my current favourite stop) and steered straight to his counter, only to be stopped short by friend who said that I always seem to be having the chicken. Sigh.
O.k. so I checked out the options and decided to go along with the Chinese food. Sadly it was quite horrid and tasted a bit off or at least the chicken that I chose seemed ‘off’ anyway. There were no trays available so we had to make several trips, one to leave the food on a table, the next to collect the cutlery and finally another to get the drinks.
Having left most of the food untouched we then made our way to the dessert bar. Hmmmm prices are rising but sadly the service seems to be dropping equally steeply. A grim unsmiling girl took our orders and even walked away leaving us mid-sentence. We muse whether she gets to take the left-over ice-creams home at the end of the day, so “generous”??? are the servings at Rs.55/= per scoop.
Another trip back to the cutlery and horror of horrors…. no dessert spoons!!! No not a single, not even a table spoon in sight! Dear oh dear. Requests to the girl gained no response…. I’m serious… she could have been stone deaf. But help, the ice-cream’s melting. We finally located a manager who rescued us before we raised the bowls to our lips to sip the now melted ices. Oh dear. Quite a melting experience that turned out to be!
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