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20 March 2008 @ 03:51 pm
Not looking forward to this  
Oh dear.

The husband just e-mailed me. Apparently we are having dinner tonight with one of his fellow teachers+spouse. The couple are writers/interested in writing/something like that, and somehow the topic came up and fellow teacher discovered Mark and I write, have at least a story published/attend writing Cons/know at least a little something about the industry. They want to pick our brains about this over dinner.

Um. Okay, I guess. I don't know, I feel kinda like the information they might be looking for is easily available on the internet (how/when/why to query, things like that, I'm guessing.)

Added to that, they didn't like the idea of our favorite mexican place, because they only eat "authentic mexican food".

Okay, if y'all think you're finding "authentic mexican food" at ANY restaurant in the Albany/Corvallis Oregon area, I can guarantee you are WRONG, at least as far as it goes. Enchiladas and tamales are real, folks, not just americanized menu items. However, if you're talking other stuff, like dishes with cactus and and cow hearts, GOOD LUCK. How do I know this? Because one of my friends is mexican, her parents are, her Mom cooks "authentic mexican food" and when you eat at their house, you are wise to ask what you are eating before you try it...or not, depending on your perspective. Cause maybe you don't really want to know. And I have eaten at most if not all of the local restaurants with her, and none of them are what she would exactly call "authentic" although she does like some dishes at several places.

ANYWAY, so we are going to eat at McGrath's FishHouse instead!

Why is this a big deal, you ask? Because the last time I ate there, it took them TWO HOURS to get us our food, which sucked anyway, and partly because our waitress was brand new and the only one on the floor. When she clearly started struggling dealing with tables, the manager on duty came out and - instead of HELPING HER - stood there with his arms crossed glowering while she got more nervous and tearful and tried to do her job.

I used to waitress. I was appalled - I stopped on the way out and told the manager how unprofessional I thought that was on his part, and that if I had been that waitress, I'd've quit as soon as my shift was finished. I have no been back since, and I am not looking forward to going back tonight. But that's where these people want to go, and the husband didn't care what the food was once mexican was off the table.
Current Mood: blahblah
"Connoisseurs of Difficulty"kistha on March 21st, 2008 12:37 am (UTC)
Wow, hopefully the manager's been fired. Bastard.

May the dinner go quickly and painlessly.

J.K.Richárd: Smithneutronjockey on March 21st, 2008 01:12 am (UTC)
I hope your dinner is lovely despite.. I hope you don't land in jail for impaling a spoon in someone's eye.

Edited at 2008-03-21 01:12 am (UTC)
Pooh: SGA - no geek doubt (by shroom_icons)mspooh on March 21st, 2008 02:57 am (UTC)
Don't think of it as a restaurant you'd rather not patronize. Think of it as location scouting -- you know, for your next SCC fic. *la*
The Teasemastertinylegacies on March 21st, 2008 10:39 am (UTC)
Uh... a seafood restaurant on Good Friday? That's probably a very bad idea. Perhaps if you point out that every Catholic in a fifty mile radius is likely to be there since they can't eat meat (don't get me started on the fact that fish isn't meat), they will change their minds.