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I went to a Thai restaurant and ordered Panang Curry with white rice and chicken. What I was served was not chicken. It was slimy, gray, and very chewy. I’m pretty sure I was served rat. I ate one bite and spit it up. I was too embarrassed to tell the waitress what I thought, so I asked for a to-go box and told her I had to leave for an emergency. I was sick for the next two days!
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Several years ago, I was visiting Boston. I was near Harvard Square and decided to have lunch at a small Chinese restaurant. The meal was OK, nothing great, but nothing to complain about.
After I ate and paid for my meal, I went to use the restroom. The restroom was one of those one-person restrooms, so the toilet was not in an enclosed stall. I was sitting on toilet, doing my business, and I saw a rat sitting in the corner staring at me. This brought a new meaning to the phrase “It scared the sh** out of me!” After that experience, I check out the restroom of a restaurant when I arrive. If it’s not clean, then I leave.
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