I recently dined at a place called "Wicked Wheel" in Panama City Beach FL, hoping it would be a down-home kitschy place, and it turned out to be a huge commercial motorcycle-themed place that feels like a Hooter's with more skin coverage.
Both the salad dressing and the cocktail sauce that arrived with the seafood were in little tubs, "Ken's" brand (I declined the tartar, I'm sure it would be the same).
I'm sure there are some folks out there who would see that and say, "Hey, they bought
quality! I know this will be pure and uninfected."
I see it and go, "Oh, you can't be arsed to make your own, or even pour from a gallon jug to make it look personal. What, aren't your line cooks' hands clean enough?" Plus there's all the plastic and foil waste. I know this isn't a Michelin star place that would be expected to perfectly season every dish delivered to me so it requires no personal adjustment, but this one thing lowered my opinion of the restaurant about two stars out of five. The catfish and fried shrimp were outstanding, by the way, and they did a very good collard greens. Still wasn't happy, and not the sort of thing you can complain to management about.
I feel the same way about sushi chefs with rubber gloves.
Am I overreacting here (maybe a little bit)? How do you feel having a brand not part of the place you're dining at put in front of you (aside from Heinz ketchup. That's a requirement. Ok, and Kikkoman soy)?
What is patriotism, but the love of good things we ate in our childhood?
-- Lin Yutang