44 Hilarious “My Steak Is Too Juicy And My Lobster Is Too Buttery” Moments People Actually Complained About

My wife went to the French Culinary Institute to become a pastry chef. For a couple of weeks, she’d bring home (nearly) an entire fancy cake every other night (the instructor would take a slice out to critique,) but it was way too rich and too much for the two of us to even consider.

Fortunately, we lived across the street from a soup kitchen, so every morning before work, I’d drop off her latest creation.

I used my entire bonus for our wedding and honeymoon, and part of it was on an insanely fancy black tie dinner in the Canary Islands. It was a three course, so I figured the portions would be decent.
The first course was a salad. Don't get me wrong, it was REALLY good. All the veggies were perfect, it was crunchy and crisp, and the Balsamic they used was to this day the best I had. But it was TINY. Like...it was served in a bowl legitimately no bigger than a teacup. Two forkfuls and it was gone.
And when the main course came, I was excited, because it was roast duck. Ladies and gentlemen, hold out your thumb. THAT was the size of the piece of duck we got. Literally over in one bite. It was soooooooooooo good. Like, thinking about it makes my mouth water. But it was nothing! And then dessert, which was a Canadian sorbet. It was made with honey and lemon, but it came out in a little glass maybe the size of two or three shot glasses.

The entire meal was maybe four or five fork/spoonfuls. It was unbelievably delicious, but I hadn't eaten all day in preparation for this, so my wife, who was wearing the most beautiful gown, and me in a tux, walked our butts down to a Burger King by the beach and gorged ourselves on cheeseburgers and chicken fries lol.

Burgers that are taller than they are wide. That's just stupid.

My husband was a project architect for a fancy resort’s new spa building. They wanted him on-site full time during the build, so they put him up in one of their ski condos and he ate at their restaurants everyday. I would visit on the weekends, as we lived a couple of hours away (this was before kids).

I would arrive after work on Fridays, eager to go the restaurant and have filet mignon. After a couple of weeks of him being there, I arrived ready to go to dinner, and he said: “Can we please just order a pizza? I’m so sick of lobster tails!”.

I was once very sick and begged my boyfriend to get me Campbell chicken noodle soup. He decided I deserved _good_ chicken soup and made a big pot of homemade soup with egg noodles and lots of veggies and big pieces of chicken. 

Which would have been great if I’d had a cold. I specifically wanted Campbell’s chicken noodle soup because I’d been throwing up for two days and needed the blandest, simplest food available. No way I could have kept his soup down. 

He couldn’t believe I wanted “canned stuff” over the “real stuff” and basically accused me of being uncultured and low class. 

He never did understand that the problem wasn’t in the taste or how healthy it was; it was literally just what my stomach could and couldn’t hold.

A few years back I went out and got some McDonalds for me and a friend. Two burgers, two fries, some nuggets to share.

The girl at the drive through window handed me the bag and winked. I looked inside and there's cookies in the bag and a note that said "cookies for you! Enjoy! :)"

And also no nuggets or fries. So I had to go around to the speaker again and tell her she got my order wrong. She didn't wink at me the second time.

Had a special at a local pub I frequented. Shrimp and bacon-grits and veggies and cornbread. This is stuff I grew up with, I know when it's done lazy or just re-using leftovers. Everything was wrong except the veggies. Those were excellent.

I don't know who tipped off the owner/manager but they came because they noticed we weren't really eating much of it besides the veg. Almost interrogated us. And we had not complained at all. Didn't send anything back, didn't make a comment, just figured we took a chance on a special and whiffed. It happens.

But this guy was practically chiding us for not liking it and we were just "ok, well, the bacon was WAY too salty." (and it was barely edible) Just trying to get him to go away.

And he said "yeah, it's house made, it's going to be salty"

And I said "well you house made it wrong.".

Reserved a rental car for my family. Wife, 2 toddlers, and all the required travel items. Was offered a new Camaro for upgrade. I pointed to my family and said “can I fit everyone?” Back to the large sedan.

There was a local pizza place that was SUPER generous with toppings. We ordered one off menu with no extras and saw them adding tons and it looked great. The problem was that all the extra stuff made the pizza really soggy, especially in the middle. Like could only really eat it with a fork and knife type deal for the first bites since it had no integrity.

I rent a car 1 week a month for work travel and after becoming regulars with the attendant at the rental place, one time they said thanks for the loyalty to them and gave me a free upgrade to the nicest car they had, some sort of high end super fast BMW car.

Very nice gesture of them, it would've been like double or triple the price if I had booked that directly. But as a 6+ ft. tall large man, crawling and squeezing into that tiny thing all week was such a pain. It was nice and super nimble, but I just didn't fit in it and would've preferred some Rav4 or Ford Escape or whatever crossover/SUV that had more room.

Went to a family get together the day after my wisdom teeth were removed. Someone was bringing me foods to eat like Mac and Cheese and mashed potatoes. Well, they got super fancy Mac with lots of cheese and nice crispy crust on top and these amazing mashed potatoes that had tons of stuff mixed in and chunks of potato. I couldn’t eat any of it without excruciating pain. I seriously just wanted the mushiest potatoes & gravy made from powders and kraft mac n cheese.

Years ago I was at a local pizza place that did 241 deals. Guy came in who looked knackered like he just wanted a pizza and to go and chill. He asked for a pepperoni and they guy by the counter said it's 241, this resulted in about 5 minutes of this bloke saying he just wants one medium pepperoni pizza. He eventually relents and accepts he's getting 2 pizzas. Cut to when his order is ready the server walks out and goes "sorry we ran out of medium bases so we had to give you large". It was quite funny watching this guy just look defeated whilst holding about 4 times as much pizza as he came in for.

My husband was the manager of a bakery that sold slices of cheesecake in all different flavors and tiramisu. At the end of the second day they had to throw them all out and make fresh ones. So we had boxes of cheesecakes every single night for ten years. I have zero sweet tooth. LOL Give me olives!

This was witnessed by my husband and I. We were at our favorite sushi restaurant, sitting at the sushi bar. We saw a whole plate of chu toro being returned to the sushi chef. The customer had complained that it was too fatty. Chu toro is fatty tuna, that is its definition. It was even translated on the menu!

I went to a bar with a friend and ordered the tater tots. I ordered very explicitly, just the tots. the potato, nothing else. I have IBS and I basically never eat out anymore, ever, because if my food is contaminated im in pain for days.

She brings them out and they are *covered* with cheese. like, an egregious amount of cheese. and im like....bruh i cant eat these. and she goes "i even asked him (the chef) for extra cheese!" and i was like "...i asked for *no cheese*...." i felt so bad. i was just like...i can't eat these. this is poison to me.

looked/smelled good though.....which didn't make it better.

Years ago i won this coupon for Burger King. It was good for a whopper combo. I hand over the coupon, the lady looks at it then gives it back to me. Turns out this coupon was good for UNLIMITED whopper combos, so long as I don't get the same cashier twice in a day.

As an 11 year old kid it was the greatest thing ever. However, it only lasted a couple months until I started to get violently sick anytime I had a whopper. Plus the crispy fries were giving me some horrendous gas.

During lockdown a friend very kindly ordered me a delivery meal. I told her exactly what I wanted, and ordered specifically regular fries. Her trying to be fun and extra, ordered truffle fries….
They tasted like feet. I didn’t say anything but I was like I want normal nice tasting fries lol.

Snowbird Resort used their 1 star reviews on billboards! Stuff like “Too steep. Too much powder. Not enough groomers.”.

Someone once complained their ice cream was ‘too cold’… I had no words.

I love making biscuits from scratch, the old fashioned stack of flakes style, not the lump of batter in a cast iron style (though those are delicious, too). Once, when I had achieved what I thought was perfection, my wife said, "These biscuits are too fluffy and too flaky." She prefers Pillsbury biscuits from those pop tubes. *smh*.