So this past Sunday I went to IV for brunch, and ended up at that new-ish place, Fresh Start. It seems to be owned by a gentle branch of the Russian Mafia - one that’s interested in crepes and fruit. Brent and I ordered a breakfast combo with potatoes, eggs, and sausage plus a strawberry banana crepe to split.
The food came to us quickly; it was plentiful, tasty, and cheap. I was pleased. I felt I had found a good deal and perhaps a new place to frequent.
Until…
I had a mouthful of homefried potatoes, and as I was chewing, I bit down on something strange and hard. I worked it slowly out of my mouth, picked it out with my fingers, and what do I see?
A piece of broken glass.
Yeah. I didn’t recall ordering my breakfast with a side of a mouthful of my own blood, but hey, I hadn’t had any coffee yet. Maybe my head was fuzzy and I really did walk up and say, “I’ll have combo #4, the Fresh Start crepe, and please, if you could, make me bleed from the inside?”
I went back in the store and showed them my little breakfast bonus, and the proprietors were understandably embarrassed. They took the piece of glass from me, back into the kitchen (perhaps to re-insert into another breakfast combo) and I went back to my breakfast. I didn’t much feel like eating after that experience, and I lacksidasically picked at the remaining food. I’m not sure if I had swallowed any other sharp fragments before I spit out my finding, but I certainly was mind-raped by the whole thing, so my mouth felt sore and my throat felt scratchy. A few minutes later, the cook came out and apologized for the mishap, explained that they get their potatoes pre-cut and packaged from their supplier, and offered me a 15% off coupon for my next visit. But I had found glass in my food during this visit. Do we really think I’m coming back?
I realize that it’s hard to run a business, that there will always be the occasional hair that ends up in someone’s food, perhaps a bug that will crawl in unnoticed, but seriously, if I find something that could injure me in my meal, I want my money back, not a coupon.
Needless to stay, my start was not so fresh, and I have deep qualms about ever going back again.
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