Same at the places I worked. It doesn’t make sense really for someone to order a plain cheeseburger and get a burger with no cheese - but maybe it’s that way at the McDonald’s locations where I have to order a “cheeseburger with no cheese” or better yet, “Quarter pounder with cheese with no cheese” * because for some reason, “hamburger” and "quarter pounder are no longer on the menu.
* For some reason, they don’t understand Quarter pounder no cheese - might have to do with the buttons on the cash register.
It’s a special order so they have to switch up their routine and it doesn’t actually save them any money. It doesn’t matter to them if you leave most of the rice uneaten.
Not specific thing but a consistent ability to cock something up each time. This was a restaurant in Ottawa that could have been fantastic - great decor in a lively, colourful interior, excellent menu, great atmosphere - but every time my wife and I went there they would screw something up. And it would always be something stupid and easily preventable; one time I had a really nice pizza but their entire pot of coffee was cold, another time it was cool soup. It was always something of that nature. They crapped out a year or two later and it was a bloody shame.
I’m confused as to what this means, whether it’s sarcasm or a genuine acclaim of a country where you can get a good indian meal. In case it’s the former, “butter chicken” is a (probably British style) Indian curry, which can be as mild as Korma, but not always. Heavy on the butter. Just in case you thought it was chicken covered in butter.
I meant that in a very positive sense. The idea of a pub serving up Indian food as a signature dish is a dream for people on this side of the pond.
It’s like when we landed in London (c 1999) after a red-eye checked into our hotel and were ravenously hungry, walked into a random non-Indian eatery and one of the offerings was Lamb Rogan Josh in a naan!
But then at our town’s summer festival we had a food truck serving Irish food including curry fries that my wife really enjoyed. So all is not lost.
When I worked night audit at a hotel in Wausau we used to order food sometimes. I favored a local pizza place because they never quite got orders right. A garden salad with raspberry vinaigrette? Surely I meant regular vinaigrette! A meatball sub no cheese extra onions? Well, that sounds like I really wanted a meatball sub no cheese, no sauce! Or maybe extra onions and no sauce! Pepperoni pizza with onions? Of course I wanted green peppers as well!
And every time they interpreted it a little differently. I was delighted - it was like opening presents at Christmas. I’m not sure my co-workers were, though.
A local supermarket was offering a Chicago hot dog. Now there is a specific recipe. But they didn’t know it. So…
Instead of an all-beef hotdog, they used Oscar Meyer
Instead of fresh relish, they used jarred.
Instead of sport peppers, they used banana peppers.
Instead of a poppy seed roll, they used a regular hot dog roll.
The dill pickle was from a jar.
The tomato, onions, and mustard were fine, but calling this a Chicago hot dog was false advertising.
The Vienna Beef co. sells their bright green, Chicago-style relish in a jar. I reckon that hot dog joints that sell Vienna Beef based Chicago dogs use industrial size containers of the stuff, not fresh.
You’ll also see it as “chicken makhani” on menus, although I think some places may maintain a difference between the two names (someone can help me on this. “Makhan” means “butter” in Hindi.) It’s basically what would be described as a mild, creamy, buttery “curry” to the average non-South Asian person.
I went to Five Guys tonight. Guess what I found on my hamburger.
The thing is, I don’t hate cheeseburgers when they’re done properly. Put the cheese of the burger while it’s cooking, let it come up to temperature and even melt a little bit, and it can be good. Fast food places are a different story, though. They take the burger off the grill, and as they assemble the burger they slip on a cold slice of American cheese. It brings down the temperature of the whole burger.
I can’t understand why this is so hard. Beef, ketchup, lettuce, pickles, onion; no cheese, it’s not rocket science.
The Oscar Meyer is pretty bad but I can’t visualize fresh relish on a hot dog. I don’t really care about poppy seed buns, I guess they add some texture. If I’m making dogs at home, I seek plain buns since the seeds don’t add enough to justify the escapees.
It’s a weird situation. The butter chicken (which is the Indian dish, in case people were still wondering) is actually made by some off-site company, and served at the pub (this is a local chain with about 20 pubs, and as far as I know, they all offer it). And yet, it’s the best butter chicken in the city. I’ve ordered butter chicken from several local Indian restaurants, and it just doesn’t compare.
The naan isn’t so great, but the butter sauce makes up for a lot.
I tried it on a whim for my birthday about 10 years ago, and it’s become one of my go-to meals there.
