What’s in a name?
I had dinner on Friday at the Cheesecake Factory. While the company and conversation where good (mom, sister and my friend Bev), I was disappointed with the food. I ordered the Spicy Cashew Chicken as I have a penchant for spicy food. It must be the Latin blood.
SPICY CASHEW CHICKEN
A Very Spicy Mandarin-Style Dish
with Green Onions and Roasted Cashews. Served over Rice
Friday was a busy day work-wise and I wanted to get a large meal. I asked the waitress how big the portion was and she assured me that it indeed was large but I should know that the dish it’s self isn’t that spicy. Hmmm, the description on the menu said otherwise. I decided to take a chance and go for it. Needless to say she was right.
This happens all the time! A menu says spicy, but really it should say tangy at best. Where did all the spicy food go? Should I blame the woman who sued McDonald’s and won because he coffee was too hot? Did someone get heartburn from spicy food and sue a restaurant?
I guess I’ll have to resolve to what others before me have had to do. When I am up for a spicy meal I’m not leaving home without hot sauce packets or a bottle of something spicy.
Possibly because of people like me who were raised on beige, bland foods. I have been known to find ketchup too spicy. The one exception I have found was grits. Now that was too bland, even for me.
Comment by Hickerson — March 6, 2007 @ 6:53 pm