answer:Ugh, that sucks. I like mint chocolate just fine, but when you’re not expecting it it’s like eating toothpaste. There’s a running argument my husband and I have, and it is about whether shepherd’s pie should be served with cheese on top. I’m in the “no” camp. Anyway, we were waiting for the doors to open at some concert or other in downtown St. Pete, so we ducked into a little Irish-type pub for a drink and dinner before the show. He got… whatever he got, and I ordered the Shepherd’s Pie. The woman asked if I wanted cheese. I made a big dramatic gesture, we chatted about the argument a bit, we all laughed, I made a point that I did not want cheese on my Shepherd’s Pie. It came with cheese. Whatever, I thought, I’m easy to get along with. I pushed what I could off to the side and tried to enjoy the pie anyway. I’m not the type to send stuff back to the kitchen unless it’s inedible. I’ve never had such a bland, uninteresting pie in my life. It completely lacked flavor. I ate my fill anyway, and we left the bartender a decent tip, but I will not be going back to that place, at least not to order food. I hate when I pay for a meal and then realise I could have done it better myself.