Have you ever had a Caesar Salad with the contents of which were leafy greens (not Romaine) and the dressing made up of an oil and vinegar mixture with pepper and salt tossed in? No? Well, at a local restaurant named Cedar Plank Fish Camp Monday night that is what I was served. But, it gets better than that.
I told the waitress that the dressing was not a Caesar dressing and, therefore, the salad was not a Caesar Salad. Well, young thing promptly went to the manager and then the kitchen to set it right for me. Jan continued to eat and I sat and waited for a proper Caesar Salad with Romaine lettuce and Caesar dressing.
I expected the salad would be replaced and put the plate off to the side. What happened next left me totally baffled.
After ten minutes the waitress arrived at our table with a small dish and in the dish was a concoction of God knows what floating in Olive Oil.
Naturally, I asked her kindly what it was and she responded it was what the Chef had made to put on my Caesar Salad. Uh huh. Yep.
Well, I am sure you can well understand my relief with that answer as I wasn’t sure if I should put it on my salad, drink it, or smear it all over the tabletop to form some sort of abstract art piece within which I would then pour the contents of my NOT Caesar Salad and call it all Man’s Confusion in a Restaurant.
So, she wanted me to pour it over the existing salad with its existing oil and vinegar dressing.
The manager roamed over and asked if I would like to entertain the thought of something else to eat, some replacement for my non-Caesar Salad with its questionable greens and oil and vinegar dressing.
I declined. We paid the bill, less the salad and left.
When we stepped outside I looked back at the eight or ten people at their tables waiting or eating their food and then at the line of people waiting at restaurant next door. I wonder how long this restaurant is going to make it. I do know that I have never in my life been served a Caesar Salad that doesn’t have Romaine lettuce and a proper Caesar Salad Dressing. Needless to say we won’t be going back there.