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Bait and Switch

J cheated on B and R. J reported that he'd be lunching with "another" at the Mongolian Grill in the Target Shopping Plaza (I just made up that name). B and R thought it would be humorous to drop in on the "secret luncheon rendezvous" to both enjoy some Mongolian style food—whatever that is— and to confront the infidelity.

Adding insult to injury, J was not at the grill when B and R arrived. He and the other woman decided to eat at Joey’s at South Center instead.
The Mongolian Grill is very “guy-centric”- R was the only woman there for quite a while. The fill-your-own bowl concept was entertaining, until the sauce making station. Big choices, with little instruction on making the perfect flavor composition. At this point, I just closed my eyes and hoped for the best. The result was slightly above average. The décor was lackluster, almost depressing even with the smiling faces of ancient Mongols painted on the wall. Who knew that camping could make someone so happy? Also, who knew that ancient Mongols had cauliflower, snow peas and water chestnuts to feast upon?

R and B have learned their lesson; never try to secretly tail a colleague to a lunch- you may end up eating at the Mongolian Grill without them.

Food 2.5/5
Controlling Buffet Attendant 1/5
Décor 1/5
Good times 3/5
Going to Joey’s when you say you’re going to the Mongolian Grill- unforgivable

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