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A Fly in My MASHED POTATOES !!

It was an exquisite evening, I decided to eat in an adorn and extravagant restaurant. The moment I took a step inside it felt like heaven. The sound of the plates made me feel tempted, the faint smell of the food made me feel irresistible. This restaurant offers family-style. Most people come for the family-style, so I chose the family-style. For family-style, you'll sit at a long table with multiple eat with other people and eat family-style passing the non-ending bowls of food around the table. The meal includes chicken pizza, fried chicken, corn, mashed potatoes, and chicken. There are 5 different types of desserts including apple pie, orange pie, and ice cream. In fact, I am not really a fan of apple pie. The orange ice cream tasted as good as heaven.

My favourite dish is mash potatoes; they were literally cooking the mash potatoes in front of my eyes the flames were rising as big as the length of a snake. The chef finished cooking he served it to me and walked away. The mash potatoes were, as smoot as clean mud, the mashed potato looked almost similar like ice cream. I started stirring the mash potatoes to feel the purity of the food, BUT SUDDENLY I NOTICED A ROTTEN DEAD FLY inside the mash potatoes.

I just got up from my seat and ran towards the chef who cooked mash potatoes for me, I ran as quick as Usain Bolt, I ran, I ran angrily, I was as angry as a debater who is losing temper. “If you don’t mind can you please come to table number 12, QUICKLY!!!” I asked the chef, angrily. “Ok,” the chef replied, worryingly.

The chef arrived at my table. “WHAT IS THIS!!!” I asked him. “I didn’t expect this kind of food in this luxurious hotel,” I asked him again. “Ummm, sorry for the inconvenience caused by me” the chef replied. “Can you please serve me another bowl of mash potatoes?” I asked him, in a pleasing manner. “Okay, but the cost of the previous mash potatoes will not be deducted,” the chef told, willingly. I replied restlessly “okay, sure!”

I finished eating my food, I asked the waiter to give me the bill. The total cost was 1000$. “WHAT THE” I murmured, surprisingly. This was my first time paying a bill of 1000$ just for food. The food tasted as usual, but the service was overwhelming. I will never ever visit this restaurant again.

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