Breakfast: Ah, breakfast at the "
Guest House! (in Emporia Kansas) What a cluster fuck!
We entered the restraunt at 7 am and found a table. Kathie noticed some friends and asked if we could join them. They said "yes" and so we did. Then, we began waiting for our orders to be taken.
The hotel owner (an Indian) started delivering coffee but had trouble with getting de-caf for Kathie; he had just put it on. As it turned out, he gave me a partial refill of my regular coffee but never offered Kathie a refil on her decaf.
About 7:32, his helper showed up and they began taking orders. I ordered the three egg special because it had hash brown potatoes and bacon. When our orders arrived, the man of the other couple had his hash browns. The problem was, his order wasn't supposed to have hash browns and mine was but didn't. His wife (seated next to me) was supposed to get hash browns but didn't. We complaigned to the hotel owner who simply brought out a big plate of has browns and let us fight over it. Well, we didn't fight but at least we got our hash browns.
We got toast but not butter or grape jelly. We asked for both and got the butter spead. We asked for grape jelly a second time and got it.
The food would have been better if there had been salt and pepper.
Another couple gave up and left, having not been served.
Several people had gotten coffee and left without paying and without having ever gotten a menu let alone been served.
I left a tip in spite of being tole not to by our friend. I waited until she wasn't looking and Kathie was shocked that I had left a tip. (Kathie had left to get to an early meeting.) Usually, Kathie insists on leaving tips but not today...
Lunch: We went to a little sports bar/restraunt where I had a steak samwhich (very tender), home made Freeedom French Fries and "Diet Pepsi". This was not done at the Hotel Restraunt...
Dinner: This was the second night in a row that the hotel provided the meal. We later heard that the baked potatoes were the only requested item that we were actually served...
The meal was a piece of boneless, skinned chicken covered with some kind of spicy sauce. There was a selection of veggies (Kalli-flower, broccoli and carrots) that was quite spicy but tasted good (I'd have eatten a lot more if I'd been offered...). Of course, we had a baked potatoe; I can't recall the last time I saw such small potatoes...
Oh, yeah, I do remember! I planted potatoes a couple of years ago and what pitable few that came up weren't much smaller than what we were surved!
We finally got rolls (very small rolls) and they were cooling off when we finally got butter. We had to ask for extra butter in order to have enough "butter" for both the itty-bitty potatoe and the itty-bitty rolls. (I really should have taken pictures of the meal...)
Desert was a nicely decant choclate thingie...
What a Cluster Fuckcontinued: Linda (she who was in charge of planning) told the Guest House owers that we would have fourtheight (48!) for dinner Friday jnight and seventythree (73!) for dinner Saturday.To repeat, that was 48 for Friday night and 73 for Saturday night!
They served the 48 Friday night and fixed enough main courses for 48 on Saturday night. They apparently made five extra meals and that left twenty (20!!) folks without meals!So, after both parties (Lions and motel) counted noses twice, they quickly cooked chicken wings for the "extra" twenty. Maybe it was the spices but the insides of the chicken wings were reportedly red, very red, bloody undercooked chicken bloody red. So, those folks basically didn't get dinner.
Next year's November Consil meeting will not be at the "Guest House".
Now, in defense of this place:
- They have only been in business for about a month (new owners),
- their regular dinners are supposed to be very good Indian,
- they normally do not do breakfast (and certainly do not know how to do an American Breakfast and
- the rooms weren't bad.
Regardless, the State Lions leadership are planning on going elsewhere next year and the "Guest House" has screwed themselves. There is the proverb:
"The reputation of a thousand years is made in a single hour." In the case of the "Guest Hosue", in a single weekend...
Pre-Bed Snack: I went to the hospitality room and had some snacks and talked for about an hour and a half. Then, I returned to the room and had barely settle down to read when Kathie got back. She was riled up over the meetings she'd attended (she is a Lions District Governor) so she insisted on drinking the white whine wine we'd bought that afternoon during the post-meetings/pre-dinner break. It wasn't bad and neither of us were hung over the next day...
