• Schmuppes@lemmy.world
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    3 months ago

    It’s become so expensive over here. We were out last week to watch the new Pixar movie. Tickets were 12€ per person (so 24€ for the two of us) and we’re eyeing nachos with a cheese dip and a medium drink to share. That would have added 20€ to the bill and we decided that was was just too much. I understand that ticket sales alone don’t keep the little cinema afloat, but 20€ for maybe half a bag of store-bought nacho chips and a drink that’s 95% tap water? Come on. 20€ is almost a cooked meal for two at an entry-level restaurant.

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      3 months ago

      It’s probably a slight mistranslation so I don’t mean any offense but, I’m finding"entry-level restaurant" hilarious.

      Imagine Alexander, who after years of hard work and dedication to his craft finally moves on to a professional level restaurant. On the way in he sees an overconfident novice kitted out in the newest gear, silk napkin smoldering at his side. Escaping from singed mustache hairs a rasp can be heard, “Don’t eat the fire… Don’t eat… The fire.”

      “Poor guy never stood a chance, came here having never even seen a flambe?? I’ve trained for this, I’ve got this, I might not have the best gear but those forks and knives become a part of me when it’s time to dine”.

      Alexander reassures him self, attempting to squelch the nerves steaming from his soul.

      His teeth grit, hands clench, breath ceases for just a moment upon hearing the words.

      “Do you have a reservation?”

      Suddenly the seriousness of the situation struck Alexander, then with a cool confident sigh he knew he would succeed. No plate, bowl, or flaming pan would stop him.