| rev:text
| - I easily could have died here!
I went here on 4/1/15 for lunch mid-afternoon with my brother. I had seen this place in the neighborhood many times and was looking forward to trying it.
We had a milk toast greeting from the only server there, the place was dead. We sat down and ordered.
We ordered the Egg drop soup for two, Pork Egg Rolls and our entrees, I ordered the "Happy Family" and my brother ordered something with duck.
The Egg Drop soup was weird. it came with vegetables and tofu in it. I have never seen that done before. The tofu was not appealing. As for the Egg Roll, it was dry, cold and bland.
The big moment comes and our entree's arrive, My "Happy Family" looks and smells good. I was about two bites in and I had ingested something I should not have. It felt like I had swallowed a small zipper or fish spine. I had tried to fish it out with my fingers before it got to far down my throat but I Could not reach it. Then suddenly it was blocking my airway and I could not breath. I jumped up out of our booth and tried to heave it out. I could not get it out. My brother started slamming on my back and after a few minutes of extremely strained breathing we got the forging object past my airway and into the middle of my throat. Finally I could breath, but it hurt and I could not talk. I started drinking lots of water at a rapid pace in an attempt to get the item out. The water caused me to vomit, luckily my brother had grabbed a trash can and set it in our booth so I did not make a mess. the item was still stuck in there good.
Wile I was busy fighting for air my brother had paid the bill and when he returned we left. We went back to my house a few blocks away and for the next hour I drank plenty of fluids to try to dislodge the item. the entire time I could not talk. My brother wanted me to try to vomit again to dislodge the item but I was afraid because I did not want the item to once again block my airway. That was way to scary to repeat. We where about to give up and go to the emergency room when I thought maybe drinking some Olive Oil would help lubricate my throat and get the item to pass. I slowly took a shot of straight olive oil, about have a shot glass full. man, that was disgusting.
About 5 minutes after taking the olive oil shot, we where heading out the door to go to the ER and suddenly I needed to vomit. I ran to the kitchen sink and it all came flying out. Along with tons of water, what little I had had of my lunch and some of that mornings bagel was a jagged two inch long piece of metal, probably aluminum or tin. It' was stringy, jagged and shaped somewhat like a fish hook. My best guess is it was debris from the can opener or other kitchen hardware or packing material.
Suddenly I could talk and fully breath normally again. The color started to return to my face and I went from scared to pissed. We put the scrap of metal that came out of my throat in a zip lock bag and hoped back into the truck, returned to Bamboo House to show the people there.
We walked in, My brother showed our server (the only guy there, middle aged white dude.) the metal in the Ziploc bag and he explained how we had gotten it out. The only thing the server said to us was "Oh, I will have to look into that" I then pipped up, "Can you at least refund him for the meal you made him pay for?" the guy says nothing, goes to his register and processes the refund. That's it, that's the end of it. Then we turned and left.
So, In summery. The food that did not almost kill me was sub par at best. The food that almost killed me, really could have freaking killed me! But, the worst part of it all was the service, or lack there of. Our server and this establishment showed absolutely no concern for my well being, for the hardship I had endured at their hands, my pain, discomfort or overall miserable experience. They where unsympathetic and unapologetic.
I am not the litigious type, but not expecting us to pay for for food that I did not get to eat and that almost killed me and an sympathetic attitude is customer service 101. An apology would have been terrific. But no to all of they above.
To say I will never return is an understatement.
I will say, it seemed like it was a pleasant setting with nice atmosphere. It could be nice if it wasn't lethal.
|
![[RDF Data]](/fct/images/sw-rdf-blue.png)
![[cxml]](/fct/images/cxml_doc.png)
![[csv]](/fct/images/csv_doc.png)
![[text]](/fct/images/ntriples_doc.png)
![[turtle]](/fct/images/n3turtle_doc.png)
![[ld+json]](/fct/images/jsonld_doc.png)
![[rdf+json]](/fct/images/json_doc.png)
![[rdf+xml]](/fct/images/xml_doc.png)
![[atom+xml]](/fct/images/atom_doc.png)
![[html]](/fct/images/html_doc.png)