>>> A QUICK UPDATING since I am TOTALLY
blocked for now from the Internets, I am writing off-line for now :
1. Yesterday, I continued my brilliant relationship with the
two 16-year-old near-lovers I had met on Mismaloya Beach the day before. I had
the LONG heart-to-heart with the extraordinary young man who’s proven himself
as a surfer, but has OTHER areas he will one day be a WORLD LEADER in. Because
he was raised by Christians (Baptists), where his Mom claims she will KILL him
if she finds out he evefr smokes pot because she is a REFORMED alcohol,
marijuana, cocaine, and methamphetamine addicts who FOUND JESUS and RUNS the
entire family, the cool Dad I talked with for twenty minutes ALWAYS yielding to
his wife in ALL DECISIONS like a good Christian FAGGOT – yet my gaydar did NOT
go off at all when we met!!!
The young girlfriend, who grew up to be a PREFECT
mindful person in the Mile HIGH Church of Religious Science in Denver needed NO
IDEAS FROM ME!!!
In the end, certain plans we had made – also
including the 18-year-old brother of the girl – fell through (a cook-out at my
house, hopefully to be extended to BOTH entire families tonight at my house for
a cook-out). I DID notice that these teens managed to score enough pot to stay
sane around their OLD FOGEY, LYING PARENTS (meaning HIS parents, not so much
hers).
Who knows what today might bring . . .
2. I decided to spurge last night and go to
OUTBACK STEAKHOUSE for my “birthday dinner” last night – expecting that on Father’s
Day (ALSO celebrated in Mexico), an over-crowding, but it was NOT SO AT ALL!!!
I almost missed the restaurant because it has a
somewhat shabby appearance from the road (tacky three-foot chain-link fence
dividing their labeled close-to-street parking from the rest of their lot – a
fence that besides looking totally TRASHY would only keep small animals out.
That said, I was pleased to see that they do such
a great job keeping up the interior and staff appearance, so expected the same
standards of food and service I could always count on them for in the USA.
I was ENORMOUSLY disappointed – especially since
when I was here in 2010, they were ALWAYS in the press for supporting wonderful
initiates to help the local community, even though I have NOT seen even ONE
REPORT of that since I’ve been back the last year.
Without going into too many details of my
discussions with management before I left (they responded PERFECTLY in
appearance – yet CLEARLY did not give ONE SHIT about my valid criticisms. It
was like “THE LIGHTS ARE ON, BUT NOBODY’S HOME”.
My criticisms:
1.
NO Foster’s draft!!! (This one is understandable
because the process of importing alcoholic beverages can be DAUNTING and if
this in the ONLY OUTBACK STEAKHOUSE in Mexico, it might not be practical to
serve THE ICON beverage of their chain. I assume NO ONE can import Fosters in
ANY type container to Mexico since they don’t have it bottles or cans either.)
This one is minor due to these
considerations.
2.
I will shrivel up and DIE if I do NOT eat a
“Bloomin’ Onion” at least once every three years or so, and BLESSEDLY the one I
was served was about half-volume of any I have ever received in the USA. I
still could not quite finish all of it, but wondered when they had begun
serving medium instead of large onions – here for 99 pesos (about $8.61 USD for
a medium onion batter-dipped and deep fried – nice mark-up in Mexico, where
onions sell for about 30 cents per pound, no??? – this one weighing at half
pound AT MOST, so costing 15 cents).
But that was only the HALF OF IT!!! It was
fried a shade TOO DARK for any professional to serve – but I LIKE dark-side
fried batters, so I was OK with that and the oil was NOT too old to use – which
can PREMATURELY darken fried foods.
3.
The only other thing I ordered, a Caesar salad
with chicken, came with the lettuce still dripping much water – as if rinsed
and not allowed to drain properly before being used. Only HALF of the lettuce
had ANY dressing on it and that same half did NOT have enough to properly coat
that half it was on!!!
WORSE, most of the dressing had little
garlic flavor, but FOUR BITES were as if they included a quarter clove of
garlic – so TOO intense!!! (But don’t they produce the dressing and distribute
it, so this should NOT have occurred as if an in-house disaster???)
4.
After I completed eating as much as I could and
had pushed both plates away from me with cutlery lying ACROSS my plate and I
nursed the remaining one inch of beer while waiting for my check, TEN MINUTES
passed while I watched the store manager having a sit-down conversation with
the floor manager across the bar from me (I sitting at the tables immediately
surrounding the bar – there tables nearly full, although only about 25% of the
rest of the restaurant ON FATHER’S DAY at 9:00 PM, were in use.
The restaurant was WELL staffed and servers
constantly passed my table, but none offered me another beer, cleared a plate,
or acknowledged me in any other way. After ten minutes the beer was one and I
placed the empty glass prominently as well. Ten minutes after THAT, I flagged a
person for my check and eventually gave BOTH the floor and store managers my
honest opinion, which since I HAD told the floor manager when he seated me in a
two-minute conversation how I’ve worked with the Mexican Government to RUN the
CIA narco-traffickers out of town and IN FACT Mexicans had finally revealed to
me how they have worked WITH me behind the scenes (as written about in this
blog a day or so ago), that while NO ONE should get different service than
anyone else, ALL restaurant management keeps an eye out to see that the
“well-”connected" get at least
DECENT SERVICE – he ALSO knowing it was my birthday.
As I told THEM, the only reason for running
a “run-down” restaurant that is NO WHERE NEAR the standards everyone in the USA
knows can be relied on, is if they are ACTIVELY INVOLVED IN THE
NARCO-TRAFFICKING TRADE, and I promised to alert not only my 500 email contacts
of this CRIME against AT LEAST Outback Steakhouse’s REPUTATION and the parent
CORPORATION, but email those at the top of that Corporation about this as well.
They were entirely stoic and then said they
would pick up my check, which I REALLY
wanted to -- and almost DID insist that I pay my bill – or simply have left
enough cash on the table to cover it.
Well, THAT was the most EVENTFUL birthday
diner I have ever HAD – and I guess I’m glad I didn’t have to pay for it,
although out of PRICIPLE, I wish I had.
Scott
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