Well on our last night in Austria I took Mrs9000 to the poshest restaurant I've ever been to. Never again. Food very nicely presented but so little of it that I doubt they even drew blood from the animals comprising the meal, and suspect that even now they're frolicing around a field somewhere. The vegetation probably came from bonsai plants, and pudding was a redcurrant in a swirl of foamy cream.
Some of the clientele were breathtakingly rude to the waiting staff, and the whole thing appeared to be style over substance.
What's that all about then?
Am I missing something here? Were we all being taken on an expensive ride that no-one dared complain about for fear of being seen as the one that somehow didn't 'get it'? Or an I the Philistine?
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It's all for the taste, not to stuff your face. If they give you lots of food you'll never be able to eat through it all.
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I can understand the reason behind the normal relatively high cost of a meal like that. The poncey "lettuce leaf served with gold foil and unicorn hoof dressing" stuff for £50 a portion is just a pisstake IMO.