Why I never do Sunday lunch in a restaurant…..

I am not a morning person, so chances are I walk to my nearest mall at about noon to get the essentials for the day, newspapers, juice, etc.

There is always this queue of people outside the mediocre restaurants or what you people call franchise restaurants. Let’s be honest, the franchise joints survive solely because of their prices and not the quality of their foods. Give me an Italian deli owned by some old lady who reeks of sangria any day!

Now back to the people queuing up for their weekly ‘meal out’. These are people who seldom eat out, and thus do not have an idea of what good food should taste like. They woke up, went to church and then decided on a family brunch. Part of the Sunday routine. Also, there are kids in the group, so the place has to be pretty decent when it comes to prices and serve portions that come with the doggy bag at no cost.

This is the perfect time for the restaurant owners to spring clean their restaurant stocks. You use up everything on these people and drastically cut costs; this is when you can serve jersey milk mozzarella instead of the real buffalo milk stuff. You can stash your Lurpak butter and use the no –name brand. These guys simply want to eat.

Besides the noise from the over crowded restaurant and kids crying (I am sorry, I don’t really take too kindly to crying children while feasting on some sarmie of roasted veggies and pesto on a toasted panini) I refuse to eat out on Sunday simply because I know the restaurant is serving sub standard far. Go back the following morning, and you will taste the difference!