Faulty steak and potatoes
Monday, October 15, 2007 at 09:36AM You know you’ve hit a breaking point when you find yourself sobbing into your boyfriend’s armpit at a table with twelve other people in a crowded restaurant because your steak is fatty and grisly and you got loaded mashed potatoes when you asked for plain. That was my Friday night.
It was a birthday dinner for mom which was immediately made stressful when thirteen of us showed up to the restaurant (that doesn’t take reservations or call aheads) and found an hour wait. Eleven adults and two kids do not wait patiently for an hour when there is nowhere to sit and they’re forced outside in the cold. Add to that the fact that everyone was on edge for some reason and the mood was not light.
With work and school and other busy-ness on top of being sick all week, I was not prepared for the high tensions and low patience of this birthday meal. I was already struggling to hold my shit together for various reasons while we waited for our food, and then the server set in front of me a steak, two thirds inedible (by my standards), and a messy pile of loaded mashed potatoes. I did not order loaded mashed potatoes! And how, do tell, can a steakhouse famous for steaks allow such a disgusting cut of meat to be served! All I wanted to do was say a little something about the injustice of it all and then move on, but my family got all nice and crap and tried to plea my case to the server. I yelled at them to please. just. shut. UP! And then I cried.
It wasn’t about the food, or about the kindness of my family, or even the stress of the whole get together. But of course that’s what it looked like to everyone else, including my family, the server and the other patrons seated in our section. Look at the freaky lady crying about her steak and potatoes, what a fuckin’ baby.
I rarely cry in front of my family, never in public, so I was embarrassed. But you know, sometimes you hit a breaking point and you just gotta fall apart.
Brad, Family, So Annoyed
Reader Comments (5)
Awww, don't feel bad. Sometimes it all just comes to a head. I totally know that breaking point, and while it's not fun, it's completely understandable.
Did you eventually get the food you wanted? :)
Yes, my sister took my steak (she'll eat anything I guess) and sent hers back to be cooked a little longer (she ordered it rare). The ended up bring me a whole new steak and vegetable skewer right as everyone else was finishing up. So I ate at home later. Honestly, the break down made me lose my appetite, so it was okay.
Oh, I've so had those moments. And then for someone to make a fuss on my behalf just makes me feel even worse.
Mmmmm....steak....mmmmm....*drool*
Ok, seriously, the New Guy made me steak just the last Friday. It was delish! But, oh how I love steak. See, now you're making me hungry. ;)
Hope you're feeling better and enjoyed the 2nd steak! I've had those moments too. Sometimes a good cry is just the thing.
i always seem to break down in the strangest situations that have nothing to do with the actual situation ~ its probably better that way ... hugs! xox