As you know, many restaurant owners don’t waist much. Some will re-plate uneaten olives. Others reheat rolls from your table. But what do you do with a fuzzy mater? No, a fuzzy mater is not a hot Italian dude with a hairy back. It is the tomato you wish you never knew you ate. Most are clandestine to be chilly. Some are over ripened to the peak of perfection, for marinara. Anything else is lovingly slopped into the salsa. Now, what to do about the bad customer? Feed them the salsa. They will pay for it twice.
P.S. The cook says,”Hazzishs a niskes daisies.” (Translation: The cook says “Have a nice day”)
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on October 29th, 2007 at 12:38 pm
And there goes my reason to eat chips… I figured I was getting my vegetables by eating salsa… now I’m getting something else.
on October 29th, 2007 at 8:34 pm
Oh the horrors I’ve seen/sent back to the kitchen to be re-used. Our head chef is a right dick when his bonus is in question…
on October 30th, 2007 at 5:35 am
Don’t ever eat French Onion Soup people. They use the old bread that’s left from the tables. Uck!
on October 30th, 2007 at 8:11 am
Ha! Our soup yesterday was French Onion soup! And yes it did have some crusty croutons from where, I cannot say…..