It’s been a while since something really grossed me out regarding food.
This gross story happened a few weeks ago, but I’ve been meaning to share it.
It was a dark and stormy night. Friends and I were at the Hollywood Diner on 14th Street and 6th Ave. The waitress was a short stout woman who spoke broken English. She was kind enough–giving us free refills on our sodas, for example.
At one point, she brought a big plate of pickles and little plastic cups of coleslaw. It all looked outrageously disgusting. I bit into a pickle. It was outrageously disgusting. I put it back. I tried some coleslaw from a little cup. It was awful. I put it back. A few others did the same.
Can you see where this story is going?
We told her we were done with the platter. She said, “OK” and scooped it off the table. I then proceeded to watch her serpintine through the bussing station and carry the tray directly to a table of people who had just sat down. She was a pickle/coleslaw passer. How gross!
We disucussed this at lunch yesterday. Apparently, this is done very often with bread. New York law requires restaurants to dump all bread baskets regardless if the bread is untouched. I’m sure many places don’t obey this law. Also, James Felder told us that the Carnegie Deli–when it failed its health inspection a few years ago–confessed to taking the used bits of corned beef left over from people’s uneaten or half-eaten sandwiches and using that for the corned beef hash.
Dirty hash? Sheeeeeeesh!