Drag Me to Hell ... Caffé antenna or
Ok. Friday, October 23, 2009
What Will Have Immense Value In The Year 2200
not even know how to start that day arrives
in your life where you feel self-destructive
That day you want to prove that he has done stupid things with a simple "I Made Easy"
That very day the that if they offer you a crack pipe, or a lamp with chucky-smoking and driving you probably end up addicted ...
Ok, no big deal.
But then you happen to visit this place ever decided not to tread.
Just to see if things have improved, knowing that the places that you hate are the same as dating back to a flawed ... simply do not improve. And one should
know that always, to not go screwing up so much.
You call your friend Mariana, who is a saint and often has endured your stupidities, the invite both hate this place.
to have a hard time.
The grapes look and head for the worst dining experience of their lives.
Or almost.
Loncherita only surpassed by the coolie and Station ...
(here ends the second person and change at first)
arrived and after 10 minutes was a "waitress" with a letter full of varied colors and fonts that at first glance looks original, sophisticated dishes with names simple. After a you realize that's just to distract the price ... and prices go.
I ordered a 20-Victoria Cheve Mariana weight and a shawl of 30, the Cheve arrived 10 minutes later, the chai as 20. The inter
, Mariana asked for a vegetarian wrap and I eat a turkey ham sandwich, I have to say that the service is quite slow, only one person was taking and two coffees and preparing food, which I very stupid since there are always plenty of people (do not know why).
This is where I assume that greed is manifested not wanting to pay a few more salaries.
When we were ordering food, Mariana asked how long delayed the preparation of food, the girl replied, "It takes a bit but worth the wait ...
Lies
filthy lie!
dirty lie!
vile lie!
not worth anything.
And it takes a bit.
It takes a load!
The sandwich cost 50 weight and was the most insipid and mediocre I've had in my life.
All he threw a strike was a sauce of chipotle and peanut butter which was accompanied by the bland sandwich.
Pero.Por else ...
Wonder Bread is a vile with muuuuuuuuuuuuucha romaine lettuce, sprouts muchisiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimo and very little turkey ham, no chips or anything, so all the sandwich was miserable.
Mariana
The wrap also proved to be an aunt Rosa tortilla with lots of little sprouts and cheese, dotted with a sweet soy reduction very mother ...
This has been the great scam of our lives, but we were not very high expectations for the truth.
to all this was over an hour and a half, came over to compete and all except Maru Cheves asked an American who asked not 23 weight re-fill.
The "waitress" forgot one small detail and I think it would have been the only success of this hole, should have been true; the Bohemian were a 2 for $ 30, so I had to take 2 Wins burned before we were told that was why the promotion dummy ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!! There was no
.
And not only was no Bohemian.
no longer had any Chev. Neither Bohemia nor
or Crown Victoria or anything ...
Arrancame eyes My God!
The truth is that by that time, our patience was shattered, and our butt because I have not counted how uncomfortable the chairs are filthy and there Rascuache. Remember
chairs sorraja him to the Cyber \u200b\u200bPark in the mug?
These uncomfortable
all saints pubertillos children must endure with so much pain stoically and secondary technical and urban primary schools.
These folding chairs are uncomfortable in any government office ...
These chairs that make us hate the bureaucracy.
chaviza Ok, since the chairs are uncomfortable with the antenna, which had already lost some of Tecate or whatever. We
account healthy opting to escape that cesspool, modernité shelter, urban hipsters and other vermin and completely soul-less.
(transition to the second person)
This is where you ask did you right or you think the crack was a better option? not know, for now.
What we do know is that you will never set foot in that place and you should reward Mariana taking her to La Nacional for lunch or dinner to compensate to some extent the psychological damage and gastric wins, because as she rightly said, even Polo (his dog) eat such filth.
prices even worth comment, dear boy, is very expensive. And I just want to say for this place that the girl who attends is reasonably friendly.
cooks or whatever they are, should feel birthed by Ferran Adria, but I rather think they are sons of their bitches or in any case, the bastard children of Two Fat Ladies, who hide in the wave of slow food being rather what they represent is the Mongolian cuisine (Dawn of the syndrome, not East).
big hug.
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