I Want My Money Back!

 

This last weekend Shala came down to Shawnee to hang out, and we decided to go up to Oklahoma City Saturday to look for cameras. She’s looking to buy a camera, and I’m constantly dreaming of one J Anyway, we went to Best Buy and then to the mall because she needed to go to Macy’s, and I use the word needed here very loosely… So, after we spent AN HOUR in Macy’s we decided we needed to find food.

 

When I’m in the City I don’t like to restaurants we have in Shawnee. I like to go to different places, so I headed out on N.W. Expressway and decided I’d drive on down to “Joe’s Crab Shack” which used to be one of my favorite places to eat. Pulling into the parking lot a was a little surprised that at 9:00 on a Saturday night the parking lot wasn’t jam packed full of cars, like every other Restaurant on the Expressway, but decided to go on in thinking maybe they just closed a little earlier or something.

 

We got in, and got a table (there were only like 5 other groups of people in the place but for some reason they sat us in the bar) and ordered. Shala and I decided on this “Bucket-O-Food” that was big enough for two people (at least that’s what the menu said, and at $40 you’d expect it to be). It was one of those seafood boil things where they have the corn and potatoes, sausage, crab, and shrimp… Sounds delicious right? Not exactly. First off it took an extremely long time for the food to even get there, and when it did most of it (except the potatoes, which will be discussed in detail soon) was cold by the time it arrived. The shrimp were floating in a puddle of brown liquid at the bottom of the bucket, and the sausage was greasy and almost too cold to eat. The corn was good, as were the crab legs, but the potatoes tasted like they had been micro waved, and not just a little. They were grainy and impossible to get on a fork, and once I did manage to scoop up enough of the “white sand” off my plate to get it in my mouth the taste made me wish I’d skipped the effort. They also seemed to have been heated to the temperature of the surface of the sun…

 

I sat and waited for more than ten minutes with an empty water glass, and waited just as long to tell someone we needed cocktail sauce and silverware, which were never brought out to us. The drink we ordered from the bar (we shared a pomegranate margarita, with POP ROCKS, which was probably the best part of the meal) I had to get up out of my seat and go get myself. Every time someone came to our table it was a different person than the last, and none of them introduced themselves to us. We didn’t know who to flag down to tell we were ready to go after we’d been sitting for a good long while staring at our empty bucket. At one point I looked right off a girl and waved, and she mouthed the words “sorry I’m off” to me… So, I spent fifty dollars for cold shrimp and sausage, nuked potatoes, and glasses of ice…

 

All things considered it was one of the worst experiences I’ve ever had in a restaurant… There are only a few the top that in terms of measurable frustrating events. Sunday afternoon after church at “Cracker Barrel” was one of them, but that story will have to wait J