Ladybugs don't taste good

What have you found in YOUR food that wasn't suppose to be there?

We were attending an award function earlier at Fuddruckers.  I ordered a burger and dressed it nice and pretty with lettuce, tomato...etc... and I found a poor little ladybug in my lettuce.  poor baby, can you imagine if I had eaten her... that would've been painful.

Bet you would've gotten a free lunch though.

As my mother always says:  "Oh, it's just extra protein."

I got a nice big house fly in my cheese dip at Chevy's one time.  He was dead.  Drowned in cheese, I suppose.  I did not eat him.

I think the closest I've come to anything wierd in my food was frozen chips dropped in a large salad... yyeah, that was gross.

The other day I steamed broccoli picked straight from the garden and noticed when transferring to a serving bowl many little green stem looking things poking out of the florets.

Baby cabbage moth caterpillars.....Mmmmm good.

Ewww bagga. I've done that too. I had a neighbor who gardened as much as I. She and I were blanching broccoli and cauliflower to freeze it. She kept telling me about soaking her head in salt water first to get rid of any catepillars. I never did. I told her I'd never found any. Then bam. There they were in my sink.

Now, I always soak my fresh picked broccoli and cauliflower in salt water before cooking.

Yes! You are so right mooni, salt is the gardeners A-bomb, I know better than to not soak, was just lazy and only did a quick look-see.

Tonight's broc is soaking now....

Works great for the rogue garden slug too!

One day after coming home from high school, I got a bowl of cereal.  Halfway through it I realized it was moving.  It was chocked full of grain weevils....living animals!  God only know how many bugs I ate that days!   And I was a vegetarian at the time...pretty funny...

Original Post by moonikins:

Bet you would've gotten a free lunch though.

 True True...

BUT...

It wasn't the ladybug's fault.  She was probably hiding for dear life when they were rinsing the lettuce leafs.

.....now, if I had found a booger, hair or something equally disgusting, I would have complained right away.  Not only would I have gotten my meal for free, but I would have gotten them to give me a gift certificate for later too... :/

 

ew...weak stomach here......

I hate finding HAIR in my food.......even if its mine..i literally throw up! 

Ive heard of funky things like Fingernails and metal pieces and such in stuff like boxed cereal ...ew.....

I bit into a snicker once and a tiny little spider ran out of one of the air bubbles in it.  

Original Post by anndjoe:

I bit into a snicker once and a tiny little spider ran out of one of the air bubbles in it.  

O________O;

Original Post by moodymomma1977:

Original Post by moonikins:

Bet you would've gotten a free lunch though.

True True...

BUT...

It wasn't the ladybug's fault. She was probably hiding for dear life when they were rinsing the lettuce leafs.

.....now, if I had found a booger, hair or something equally disgusting, I would have complained right away. Not only would I have gotten my meal for free, but I would have gotten them to give me a gift certificate for later too... :/

my mom found a pube in the crust of a pizza once -_-

Did she smell it to make sure it was a pube?

I'm sure by then it would smell like pizza...but a pube is pretty easy to distinguish from other hair

many years ago, I was early for a job interview at a fancy resteraunt, so I thought I would order lunch there. I didn't stick around for the interview because I had to send my "chef's salad" back and explain to the server that the menu DOES NOT state that it contains blue cheese. One would have thought the chef would have at the very least removed the mold from the cheese before grating it onto the salad and having it served.

At a fancy shmancy steak restaurant, a caterpillar crawling around on my plate...

 

Also once my mom was drinking coffee and got something soft in her mouth, so she spit it out and it was a spider.. ewww

mooni!  LOL post #13

I have had two rather gross experiences.  Coming from an extensive restaurant work-history, I will complain and I won't go back. 

1) I was at a Carrabba's italian franchise restaurant and ordered a grilled scallop salad.  It was loaded with mixed salad greens in a vinaigrette.  I got two bites into and my fork pulled out a plastic bag!  Well, it was part of a plastic bag.  Now, if I hadn't worked in a restaurant I might not have recognized the bag as the bag the greens came in.  I might have thought it was garbage, which technically, it was.  I told the waitress, who got the manager, who offered to get me another one.  I told him to nevermind, that I was hesitant to order anything from his kitchen after such mindlessness.  He underplayed the incident, making it out to be no big deal and me a silly little woman.  THAT did not fly.  I won't go into the details, but that little man was red in the face and embarrassing himself before I walked out of the place refusing to pay for anything. 

2) Technically, this wasn't me who found the 'object' in the food, but the manager of the restaurant for whom I was interviewing for a job.  It was one of the very few restaraunts I tried to work at who were not privately owned, chains.  This one was the Olive Garden.  So the manager asks me what I would do if a customer found a cockroach in thier breadstick, baked-in?  I said I'd immediately remove the breadsticks, offer them thier meal on the house as well as a voucher for a free meal, to try and keep thier business.  Well, the guy said that it happened to him, at his own restaurant, and that he still eats the breadsticks!  Crazy, eh?  Needless to say, I never went into an Olive Garden again.  And, incidentally, the mgr told me he would not allow me to make the offers to the offended customer.  He said I'd have to fetch a manager and let them take care of it.  I never was a corporate gal. 

Another funny little story was when I was working in a very nice 4-star Italian restaurant, you know, $40 plates for dinner?  I ordered my shift meal, a peice of grilled salmon atop a bed of field greens with raspberry vinaigrette, gorgonzola cheese & pecans.  Sounds yummy, huh?  It was, but, that day, I went into the kitchen to get my fish and the grill-guy dropped it on the floor, picked it up, looked at me, plated it and handed it to me!  I told him he was nuts!  I told him to remake it, and that I hope he doesn't do that to my customers.  I watched him make it.  Never ordered it again there. 

I have worked in enough restaurants to know that the guys who work the kitchens are generally pirates.  It doesn't matter if the price of a meal is $2 or $40.  As a matter of fact, the guys who work in the expensive places tend to have a nastier attitude because they resent having to serve food they cannot afford to eat with thier own pay.  Reasonable, but the contamination of food is not acceptable.  Beware.  I do not make waves in restaurants unless something unacceptable has occured and then I never return. 

Oh, I recalled another incident! You'll love this!  I was very young, about 10, and was w/my family at a BBQ restaurant.  We had brunswick stew with our meal.  My mother got something extra chewy in her bite which she chewed heartily, for a long while.  Finally she gave up and when she spit it out realized it was a nipple!  We assumed it was a pig's nipple.  Yucky!

Your restaurant stories reminded me of a couple. I worked in restaurants in my late teens and early 20's. I thought I wanted to be a chef. I'm not sure if it was fortunate or not that the culinary school I wanted to attend didn't want women in it.

1) I was working in a Max & Erma's. The guy working the fryers that day had a band-aid on his finger. It accidentally fell off into the bottom of a basket of fries. The customer found the band-aid after they had eaten almost the whole basket. Ewwwww! The waitress came down screaming at us cooks and actually thought we did it on purpose. The poor fry guy was trying to hide the cut on his finger.

2) My ex took me out to eat the night before my son was born. We went to a chinese restaurant. Just as we were finishing our meal I noticed little tiny baby cockroaches walking around on our table. I called the waiter over and showed him. We got a free meal that night and my son was born at 4:37 the next morning.

3) I ordered pizza from Pizza Hut one night. When we opened the box there was a very long red hair on top of the pizza. They sent us a new pizza. Yummy. At least I knew it was a head hair.

Funny mooni. 

I was talking w/my husband last night about this forum and he reminded me of something I forgot.  Oddly, it was a recent incident I think I blocked from my mind.  I was munching on some fried rice I had prepared.  Sitting on my couch, happily munching away when "crunch", something cracked in my mouth between my teeth.  It was unlike anything I had ever chewed before.  I searched for the object with my tongue, then gently chewed again, and "crunch" again.  I spat it out into a napkin and it was all bloody!  You can imagine my shock.  There was no pain.  I went to the bathroom and immediately began rinsing out my mouth and the taste of blood became apparent.  I had cut my tongue on the very tip, and pretty good too.  I investigated what I had spat out and found a little shard of glass in it!  Apparently, I had tapped the rim of the glass bowl I was eating from with my spoon and cracked it, then ate it.  My tongue stopped bleeding after a few mins and was healed the next day.  I was a little nervous after that about eating anything.  Then I just plain forgot about it. 

The moral of the story is, steel breaks glasss, duh!  Don't tap the eatware on the bowl, kids!  Oh and blood tastes metallic.