Dine and Dash

(I've found myself too busy to blog in real time, but dispatches will continue as time permits...)

On Tuesday night we went to a restaurant that will remain nameless (*cough* Las Cholas *cough*) as it was one of Hilary's favorite restaurants when she was here studying. We entered the upstairs section of the restaurant and got a seat at a very dark little table. Eventually a candle was delivered and we ordered our food. After a substantial wait we were delivered our tamale, but it was anything but hot. After another substantial wait we were delivered our salad with chicken and brochette de lomo (steak kabob) which was, again, lacking in the temperature department. In the dim candle light it was discovered that the chicken was a bit raw on one side. Definitely no tip was going to happen for this meal. When we received the check it was actually the check for another table that was about 30% lower than what our bill should have been (short by about 40 Argentine pesos which is about $10). I decided this was an opportunity to enact a fair punishment for a sub par meal and attempted murder by salmonella. Without informing the waitress of the mistake we slapped down a 100 peso bill to cover the incorrect tab, slipped out of the restaurant, and quickly caught a cab to flee the scene of the "crime."