and I understand they are for sharing, but really, this was ridiculous.
five full-grown young ladies shouldn’t have to split three spears of zucchini, one slice of red onion, and three sweet potato medallions. I mean, this is just madness. the waitress could have said “you should order two of those,” or maybe she was a sadistic waitress–one who enjoyed watching us cut one slice of onion into five pieces. she also brought it out first, by itself, probably thinking “ha ha, this will be hil-ar-i-ous!” as our faces dropped and felt that $7 rapidly leaving our pockets.
this is a warning to you, friends. if you go to the mission bar in pittsfield and feel like having some grilled vegetables, I hope you order something else. unless you’re all like “oh boy, I could really go for a slice of grilled onion right now. but just one slice–two would be just too much.”
