The art of Ordering food.

23.11.8
651pm


There's an art to ordering food foreign to the country you are ordering it in. First off, avoid your favourites... They NEVER taste right. And the disappointment is greater where the expectation is higher. Second, decide how risky you want to be with your life. If you look around notice rats and are unfased by the sight... You can and probably have eaten just about anything anywhere without flinching. If on the other hand, you are me, I'd simply avoid the meats. I'd rather not risk eating my furry friends, nor their disease.
Third, try to survey other people's plates. If they look pretty much the same, then I doubt the extra five minutes you spend deciding between the fetuccini and spaghetti will really make much of a difference. Heck, chances are, the time you spend deciding between fish and beef might not matter.



Fourth, be surprised and enjoy your meal when it comes out. Accept it for what it is, and don't expect it to live up to your ordering expectation. It is (hopefully) a newly born meal and insults can make them malformed adult meals. I read that somewhere in "Psychology USA". Fifthly, don't be shocked when it comes out too soon, to late or in the wrong direction. Most foreign foods haven't learned to behave themselves in American Gastro-intestinal tracts. And you can't blame the food for the impoverished education system it grew up on.

Here's to eating...(dinner's a coming)
Edward.


708pm