Little Chef

[simongt]

The "chef" came over eventually to explain and said that they were not allowed to go outside the instructions - which said the fish was to be put directly into the hot fat at an exact temperature and then taken out as soon as it floated to the surface
That was it - no latitude or independent thinking allowed

Nothing different to Wetherspoons then - ! We once complained that the grilled haloumi wasn't grilled properly and the lad explained that they have to 'follow the instructions', so no leeway at at all despite the item not being cooked properly.
Same with the branch at Chippenham a few years back. Our lamb shanks were still cold in the middle; complained and they were replaced by two more that were still FROZEN in the middle - !

 

[Cycleops]

Sorry @gbb I'm sure you were a well scrubbed and clean lad. I should have said 'the great unskilled '.

 

[Drago]

Nothing different to Wetherspoons then - ! We once complained that the grilled haloumi wasn't grilled properly and the lad explained that they have to 'follow the instructions', so no leeway at at all despite the item not being cooked properly.
Same with the branch at Chippenham a few years back. Our lamb shanks were still cold in the middle; complained and they were replaced by two more that were still FROZEN in the middle - !

I save a fortune by turning up the stereo really loud at home, having the TV on the sport with the volume turned down, nailing a load of plastic horse brasses to the wall and under-microwaving my own food. For added realism I occasionally get Mrs D to refuse to serve me alcohol as I don't look 21.

 

[Bonefish Blues]

Sorry @gbb I'm sure you were a well scrubbed and clean lad. I should have said 'the great unskilled '.

My wife is a graduate with additional postgraduate qualifications. The UK in the early-mid 80s was a bit shoot and hard to get jobs commensurate with ones level of qualification and capabilities.

Luckily the job was deskilled such that even she could manage it.

 

[Badger_Boom]

Was always puzzled was the Happy Eater logo on the roadside signs. What seemed to me at the time a tomato trying to make itself throw up. Every time I passed one of the signs I wondered what idiot designed it for a food establishment and what idiot at head office signed it off for use.

I always thought it was just our imagination. I seem to recall us making a fingers down throat gesture if we saw one out on the road. Probably not the reaction the owners were looking for.

 

[SpokeyDokey]

Fond memories of the Little Chef on the A2, near Gravesend. Living in a nearby village in the early 70's, all the "youngsters" would socialise at the local pub. On closing time, we would often drive down to the Little chef for a midnight meal.

Used it frequently, less than 2 miles from my house.

Used to ride my Pace MTB out to Shorne Woods, have some fun, and then some scoff on the way back.

Those were the days, I could eat an Olympic and not worry about my waistline!