Dinners From Hell offers true stories about restaurant dining disasters written by diners, servers and chefs.
We've all had those dining experiences when things went dreadfully wrong. Perhaps it was a social blunder, an obnoxious customer, a waiter or waitress with an attitude, a temperamental chef, an embarrassing faux pas, or a food or beverage incident. Find out what others have had to endure by reading stories about dinners gone bad.
Back in the 1970s Tampa didn’t have many high-end restaurants. There was one restaurant that tried to appear to be upscale. Men were required to wear jackets; waiters wore tuxes. The funny thing was, the restaurant was located inside a Holiday Inn motel!
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My mother in law and I went out to lunch at a restaurant we’d been to in the past. I ordered chicken salad and she ordered a BLT. When it came, I started eating it and in the second half of the sandwich I bit down on something hard. I picked it out of my mouth and here was a bone in my sandwich. I flagged down the waitress.
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I work as a cashier at a barbecue chain in the northeast. I had been recently hired and was only working my 5th shift. The menu is simple as everything is a la carte, UNLESS you choose to get the combo.
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I work in an iconic family restaurant in Austin, TX. During the holidays, a lot of tourists visit the city, especially at Christmas time. This past Saturday, just before Christmas, the restaurant got slammed at lunch time. The hostess sat a family of 13 people at one table, followed by another table with 4 people celebrating their senior father’s birthday, and a booth with an impatient middle aged woman and her elderly mother.
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My friend, her 11 year old daughter and I went to a local village today for their Scarecrow Festival, a tradition that we’ve been enjoying for about 7 years. Before getting started, we went to one of the restaurants for lunch. Now it’s important to note we didn’t go last year due to the weather.
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This incident took place a few years ago. I used to work part time as a waiter in the restaurant of a moderately priced hotel in my hometown here in England. I was 16 years old at the time, just trying to earn a little extra money during my classes.
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