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Hey! That isn’t hot fudge!

By Wyatt Earp | October 30, 2008

Rule number one in dining out with the family is to not complain about food temp, wait staff, and atmosphere. Why?

A bitter row has broken out between one of Sydney’s largest tourist pubs and a family of five who accused chefs of serving human excrement in their gelato after they complained about noise during a football match.

Hey, whip cream would make it all better, right? Eh, maybe not so much.

“The stench went through my nostrils, I retched and spat it into the napkin,” Jessica Whyte told the Daily Telegraph newspaper, recounting what local media are calling “gelati-gate.”

Okay, so there has to be proof to really allow the issue to be resolved by the courts, right?

The pub has denied serving excrement to the Whyte’s after they complained they were unable to hear a televised football game due to loud music, with both the chef and restaurant manager volunteering for DNA tests to prove their innocence.

Bet those that are doing the testing are glad the DNA comes from the mouth.

(Posted by RT.)

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3 Responses to “Hey! That isn’t hot fudge!”

  1. Doghouse Says:
    October 30th, 2008 at 11:43 am

    So that’s why the waiter had toilet paper stuck to his foot.

  2. Snigs Says:
    October 30th, 2008 at 12:36 pm

    Believe me…after all the years I spent working at some level or another in food service, this doesn’t surprise me in the least. Generally, they try to disguise things like this though where it’s not so obvious. You might think, “Wow, this tastes like crap”- but you’d never know for sure if it was actually crap or not.

    3 people not to piss off in this world-
    *The person cooking your food.
    *Your dentist
    *Your proctologist or gynecologist.

  3. Sully Says:
    October 30th, 2008 at 4:01 pm

    I’m just going to add brain surgeon to that list….

    …Yea, I’ve seen some awful stuff working in the food industry as well. If it taste like crap, it just might be…

    Thats why the deer thing didn’t bother me so much.