We invited you to share the best of your worst eating out experiences, here’s the answer to our call for a #foodhorrorstory.
A sportswear marketer by profession, Yummraj identifies himself as “a food lover and not a food engineer (Chef).” For him, food is passion, and eating out is a part of his regular existence in Delhi NCR. He gives honest accounts of anonymous visits to restaurants and his experiences on a website that goes by the same name. The eateries range from tiny old shops of Chandni Chowk, old Gurgaon and their relatively new avatars in New Gurgaon, to restaurant chains and boutique restaurants in star hotels, basically “anyone who offers great food“.
He shares his memories of eating out in China:
My friend was a Jain vegetarian and I was ‘I eat everything’. He asked for vegetarian pizza and got a pizza with veggies, garnished with shrimps. When he protested, he was told “shrimp no meat.”
He then explained that he does not eat anything other than plants/does not eat anything that moves. Next day he was served bread without butter. On enquiry he was told: “Butter come from milk, milk come from cow, cow is animal, so no butter.”
On one occasion I requested my hosts to take me to local restaurant. There, they ordered food, and dishes were coming one by one. One dish looked very different. I asked what it was. By the time they checked their electronic dictionary and translated to English, I had eaten half of it. I was told that the soup was made with many ‘little-little parts of big-big animals’ – I was in shock for a while. I had eaten a soup made from everything else except the meat, bones, skin and horns of animal. In some time I realized it was more mental. It took me some more time to finish and re-fill my entrails soup! No wonder every mouthful would have different taste and texture.
Another day our hosts took us to a Buddhist vegetarian Chinese restaurant. This was equally unexpected – a vegetarian restaurant in China.
I remember how I saw a puppy in a cage in the market and asked about it. The reply was unforgettable – ‘You can eat it or you can pet it, your wish.‘ I did neither.
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