3 strikes, you're out

[susandennis]

I just finished a very yummy breakfast.  That I made myself.

I went down to the diner and found a great table just in front of one of the small TV's.  The other two had football and this one had CNN.  The woman who waited on me yesterday came by my table today and welcomed me back.  I asked her if we could get the Mariner game on that little TV up there.  "Oh, I guess so if I can find the channel."  This, at a diner within easy walking distance from the home baseball park of the Mariners.  Yeah they are a sucky baseball team but they are *OUR* sucky baseball team. 

Then she proceeded to not find the channel or even try as far as I could see. 

Strike 1.

I ordered coffee and she brought the coffee and the menu.  I perused briefly and then she was back for my order.  I wanted 3 eggs over easy, bacon, hash browns, and English muffin.

"Oh we only do scrambled eggs when the Seahawks have a home game.  Will scrambled be ok?" 

Ok, I'm guessing you mean those eggs you scrambled yesterday afternoon sometime and have been keeping warm and dry all morning?  er, no thanks.

I told her that no, I did not want scrambled eggs.  I phrased it in a way that clearly indicated her next words were 'oh, ok, I'll see if I can swing it.'  (I should note that the place was a little less than half full - all the Seahawks fans were in the bars which opened, I think about 6 this morning.)

Alas, her response was. "Well, sorry.  What can I get you?" 

Strike 2.

The check, please, for the coffee. 

Instead of 'oh, don't worry about the coffee, I understand.  Hope you'll come back next week!' ...  I got "That will be $1.35."

Strike 3.

It's not as if their food and/or service was that impressive to start with.  I think I'll strike out to the Central District next Sunday.  It's not too far and easy to get to and I'll betcha there's a greasy spoon somewhere there that's open on Sunday.

Comments

[letmesaythis.livejournal.com]

That's a very odd diner. Unless you could see a cook in the back, it sounds likely that the only food that they had available was pre-cooked so that the cook could take off for the game.

[susandennis]

I probably should have added an east coast disclaimer. This place is not a dinner in the way you guys have diners. This place, on the east coast, would be called a cafe. It's a diner here only because there is a bit of a nod to diner furniture.

Also, if you ever hear some place calling a west coast establishment a deli... it is highly likely that you'd get there and walk in and say WTF?????

We don't have your diners and/or your delis but we have places that we call those things anyway.

[laciann.livejournal.com]

Now you've got me dying of curiosity - what are the different definitions of diner, cafe and deli?

[roadskoller.livejournal.com]

Well hell. You'd think they'd break out with the eggs. I'd hate to see what the health department has had to deal with back in the kitchen.

The Flying J truck stop's breakfast buffet is the worst in the USA. They use reconstituted eggs which are always too watery, the bacon's tough and tasteless and the pancakes are rubbery.
Don't ever ever eat there.

[gavin.livejournal.com]

I'm guessing the eggs they use are from a mix.