A shipment was delivered to Enrico’s Italian Restaurant on a warm summer day. Alyce, who was in charge of receiving, began inspecting the shipment. First, she inspected the bags of frozen shrimp. Alyce noticed the ice crystals inside the bags and took that as a good sign that the shrimp were still frozen. Next she used a thermometer to test the temperature of the vacuum packed packages of ground beef, which was 40° F (4° C).
My Evaluation of Texas Roadhouse Restaurant ENGL135 My Evaluation of the Texas Roadhouse Restaurant I am going to give an evaluation of one of my favorite restaurants, which is Texas Roadhouse. I have been a customer with this restaurant since I went there with some friends for a holiday gathering. Some of the evaluation discussions that I will cover are: presentation of the restaurant, friendliness of the staff and last but not least, the food. I would like to start off my evaluation by the presentation of the restaurant, which covers appearance. The first impression is the best impression as a customer.
So I get to my seat, put the drink down, gave her the pop corn, I’m in relief, now I can just cruise. Right before the movie starts, a couple walks in, they look like they’re in their 40's. It kind of bums me out, but wait, they manage to sit right behind me and this girl even though there was probably another 150 seats open. We’re like whatever, we don’t need to move. All of a sudden, I start hearing them take their shoes off, and I think they kind of flung them off and it hit my chair, but it didn’t really bother me.
I’d been painting gumball machines, windows, counters, and at that point began to rework paintings into much more clearly identified objects. I tried to see if I could get an object to sit on a plane and really be very clear about it. I picked things like pies and cakes – things based upon simple shapes like triangles and circles – and tried to orchestrate them. It was the cafeteria-type foods, of course, the cakes, pies, ice creams, hamburgers, hotdogs, canapés, club sandwiches, and other staples of the American diet – all of which have a stereotypical this-can-be-found-any-where-in-the-country-but-only-in- this-country quality – that brought me most of my early fame.‘ What he is saying in this is that he was inspired by simple a shape which is why his drawings are mostly of food. He would draw objects with easy shapes such as pies and cakes and then advance to trickier objects.
I found Coney Island’s in gas stations, in free standing buildings, in strip malls. This one is attached to the Marriott hotel. This is a Coney Island artist, Joe Gold who goes into Coney Island and paints the people working there and what’s going on in the Coney. This is a wonderful place, I’ve eaten here a couple of times. This is in Kalamazoo, they claim to go back to about 1919 and they do the Coney’s right in the window as you would like to see and the buns are nice and steamy.
Now the consumer has all the materials he or she will need to make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Now that the consumer has all the material it’s time to make the sandwich. The first step in making the sandwich is untwisting the cap on the peanut butter. Once the consumer has untwisted the cap, then you pick the knife up by the side that is not sharp. Put the knife inside the peanut butter and stir/scoop the knife until he or she has the amount of peanut butter desired.
Keeping in mind the Oyster Pub is well known for their seafood, I ordered a dozen steamed clams served with melted butter, fresh lemons, and cocktail sauce. The small rather chewy clams were dry and unappetizing, leaving my mouth with a bitter taste. My sister was tossed between the steamed sampler including snow crab legs, oysters, shrimp and clams served with Cole slaw and the medium Buffalo style wings. Avoiding the seafood she chose the wings that looked like they were sitting in the kitchen window for forty-five minutes before being served. The pasty textured sauce drenched the chicken wings making the entrée look inedible.
We were told our order would be put right in, and the salad and hot bread were on their way. Then the food arrived and we began to eat. As we ate our meal the server came over twice to check on us and get us refills. The only problem with the service was that our check was a bit delayed getting over to the table, but its understandable to considering how busy they were. While dinning at Red Lobster the service was fantastic.
After we got seated Mr. Lee ordered a coffee to drink and I ordered a root beer. Then I gave him some time to look at the menu. When the girl came back with his coffee he ordered a well-done steak with a side salad. I ordered a medium-rare steak with a side of fries. After the girl left to submit our order Mr. Lee poured two creamers into his cup and stirred it with his spoon.
“Meow, meow, meow…,” is the sound you hear when you turn on the television and at the bottom of the screen in subtitles translated into English so we humans can understand is how much the cats love Meow Mix. At first the commercial has a catchy tune and you just want to burst out in song, at least some may want too, but that one commercial must be played at least a million times a day; it can become quite a nuisance if seen that much. In Terry O’Reilly’s essay “Marketing Ate Our Culture- But Doesn’t Have To,” he makes the point that we as an audience have the responsibility to watch more commercials. One of his points involves the “unwritten contract,” created by Albert Lasker. (O’Reaily 595-596).