One Heartbreak I Can't Forget

My date had just spent how much? Over a #200k for what?
I was 'more than' extremely disappointed, insipid food we were served.

So much was said about 'this place'. I spent nights thinking about how I would enjoy what I thought would be my best dinner yet. My hopes were high, I had an appetite that could almost touch the sky.

Earlier that day, I brought out my 'best and most favorite' gown, left it on the hanger so i could admire it as many times as possible. I already envisioned a perfect evening and how lovely I would look on that dress.

I was a pro' make-up artist that day, I was gorgeous like I had imagined and couldn't wait to be seated across the VIP Reserved 'table for two' with my date and have FOOD staring at my face. #LoveStruck

He was on time to pick me up and zoom! We were off to have ' the time of our lives'. Well so I thought

Pardon me, I forgot to mention that I am a FOODIE. If you are close to me, you probably would understand what I'm talking about more. I don't play wit my food, and usually don't like to share too especially when I'm very hungry. #YeaWhatever

Way back in the days, I was always ANGRY when I'm HUNGRY. It wasn't the time to mess' with me at all. I mean, even the most funny jokes wouldn't 'make sense' at that moment. My patience was very thin. So usually I would keep quite 'cause 'twas always better/safer for me that way.

A Full course meal it was, I was salivating' already. We were having 'Poricatus Tapoctus' one of the top three most requested meal at the restaurant in Dubai.

The light First course came, it was hot soup with fresh fish. Hmmm, I took the first spoon nd I thought rolling my eyes; Not quite top notch when you compare with the cost but then I remembered 'save the Best for Last'.. So I was expectant.

The Second course was a shocker. Poorly cooked meat, and average tasting rice with terrible garnish. I was infuriated! But had to keep my cool so I don't create a scene and embarrass my date. And just like that my hope came crashing down. I felt a ting in my heart. Yea, my heart was broken.

This wasn't how I had imagined it. 'Twasn't even close. My night was ruined but I had to pretend like it wasn't as bad, again for my date.

Shortly after came the third course. It was crisp salad tossed with a tart dressing. I was too angry to care about how it tasted. Well if it tasted good, I guess I probably would've remembered. But I DON'T!

Dessert wasn't bad. But who cares about dessert when the main course was RUBBISH.

How disappointing, I didn't get even up to one tenth of the satisfaction I anticipated. And to think I starved all day to get the best out of this dinner. #RedAngry

This is the story of how my supposed' best dinner flipped on me.
You can only imagine how it felt! #IStillSobAnytimeIrememberIt

~~>Please don't ask about my date, this ain't about him rather about my FOOD and I

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