It just seems to vary from place to place and from good to blatantly crap. For example.... Cathy and me were in Buncrana there for the weekend for her birthday... first food we got was in the hotel, I got a baked salmon thing and she got a roast dinner thing.... mine wasn't actually too bad... but the veg Cathy got with here food were a hark back to the days where 'I'll just cook it for another 15 mins to be sure'. Three different types of veg in a bowl and all had the same texture and near enough the same colour. Not good.
Roll on saturday... had a nice walk on the beach... pretended to catch a skate (fish).
Then we went and got coffee and a wrap.... wrap was mouldy. Nice. That'll teach us not to order the fry.. of which the coffee shop appeared to be doing hundreds.
Time rolls on... burger for dinner... not good quality at all, with a hundred thinly sliced deep fried onions that actually twanged when plucked. Cathy's food was overcooked pasta with dried / lazy garlic and probably a mushroom soup sauce.
I dunno. Am I weird in thinking that cooking is just not that hard? And if you're paying for it, it should be damn good? Obviously there's scales of it... but there's no excuse for dodgy food.
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