Had class today, and since most places around the area are closed on Sundays, a few of us decided to walk to a pizza/pasta place about ten minutes away from us.
Decided to get a ravioli, seeing as how 1) I love ravioli and 2) it's one of the few things I rarely make for myself at home. It was quite delicious, and I like to think that the amount of spinach in it made it healthy! I was almost done - I had about one and a half pieces left - when I realised there was something odd in my mouth. I took it out, and discovered that it was a small piece of plastic.
I debated internally for a minute about whether or not I should say anything. Decided that, yeah, it's a frikkin piece of plastic in my food, I'm jolly well going to say something! So I called a waiter over, and told him about my unwelcome surprise. I really wasn't expecting anything much, so I received a much more welcome surprise when the waiter came back and apologised, and then told me that my ravioli would be comped. So hey! I only had to pay for my coffee! (Which, by the way, was lovely.)
So I dunno. Will I buy food from them again? Quite likely, yeah. I do like their pizzas. Will I consume their ravioli again? Not in the foreseeable future, no.
In other food related news, the baking bug is beginning to bite again. I've come across so many recipes that I really want to try out. And now that I'm working, I have more guinea pigs! And hey, what better way to win brownie points with the colleagues than with homemade brownies?
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