JUST DROPPING IN
Unfortunately, when it comes to food, insects have a tendency of turning up where they are not wanted. I was in a small Bangkok restaurant some years ago when a lady tourist let out a stifled scream after discovering a cockroach in her steak and kidney pie.
When confronted with this, the proprietor was suitably apologetic, saying it had never happened before, well, not that week anyway. He consoled her with a reassuring "well at least it's dead", a nice touch I thought.
Former Post colleague Tony Waltham had a similar experience while holidaying in Sri Lanka many years ago. In an old but distinguished hotel, he found himself in the classic "Waiter, what's this fly doing in my soup?" situation.
No, the waiter didn't reply "the breaststroke sir", although it must have been quite tempting. Instead, he picked up a spoon, fished the fly out and politely said, "It's gone now sir", and wandered off, mission accomplished.
JUST DROPPING IN
Unfortunately, when it comes to food, insects have a tendency of turning up where they are not wanted. I was in a small Bangkok restaurant some years ago when a lady tourist let out a stifled scream after discovering a cockroach in her steak and kidney pie.
When confronted with this, the proprietor was suitably apologetic, saying it had never happened before, well, not that week anyway. He consoled her with a reassuring "well at least it's dead", a nice touch I thought.
Former Post colleague Tony Waltham had a similar experience while holidaying in Sri Lanka many years ago. In an old but distinguished hotel, he found himself in the classic "Waiter, what's this fly doing in my soup?" situation.
No, the waiter didn't reply "the breaststroke sir", although it must have been quite tempting. Instead, he picked up a spoon, fished the fly out and politely said, "It's gone now sir", and wandered off, mission accomplished.
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