Ben Galt

There I was sitting down to lunch today, minding my own business, enjoying what I thought was a regular old sweet chili noodle meal, when BLAM… There it was, starring me in the face. A well-cooked juicy, fat, marinated fly. I was horrified to say the least!

“That’s pure filth” I said.

I thought to myself “I don’t remember ordering that”. Surely they don’t just throw them in there for extra flavor. I didn’t know what to do. Should I have taken it back to the restaurant and asked for a refund? Should I have contacted some sort of health authority? I probably should’ve done something. However I considered both options and felt they both required a level of effort I couldn’t muster up on such a hot day.

So I took a photo and blogged about it instead.

Now you may want to know which noodle resturant it was, incase your in the mood for noodles one day and want to avoid the creepy crawlies. Well it was the “Sushi & Noodle Bar” just down from the corner of Springvale road and Whitehorse road in Nunawading.

Dine at your own risk my friends!