Must Not Look Hungry

alright, here we go my spanish food story. as you already know if you read my last blog entry i was on my spanish trip in chicago and we were now at the spanish restaurant. it was set up as two long tables that everyone sat at and then they brought out tapas (appetizers) for everybody on big plates in the middle. then everybody had their own little plate and you could take whatever food you wanted to eat in the middle and put it on your own. now so far, everything seems like a pretty good deal here, not really any problems; except for the fact that this wasn't just any food, this was spanish food. in other words, i'm not entirely sure what the heck it was but i told myself i would try everything they brought out.
it started out not too bad, they brought out some weird potato stuff but it just sort of tasted like potato salad, nothing crazy yet. after that it was some funky bread with ham and cheese ant way too many diced tomatoes (which i hate), but still not bad, still recognizable as food. next was just a giant wad of different foods, there was green bread with some salsa and goat cheese that tasted to me like lasagna, why i have no idea i can't explain it. there was also some sausage that strongly resembled charcoal, i took a pretty big bite and almost puked, it was disgusting. there was a mush of brownish something that turned out to be onions which i didn't figure out until after i ate it. and lastly there was the octopus... eww. no, actually i think that one deserved more something along the lines of, EEEEEEWWWWWWW!!! now that was some funky stuff i wish never to try again. you could actually see the tentacles still. it basically just looked like somebody just chopped up and octopus leg and then gave it to you to eat.
now for some reason i must not have looked very hungry because out of nowhere one of the waiters just came up and took my plate away... never came back with another one either and i was the only one who got their plate jacked i was mad. then a few minutes later they took my glass away as well. they brought everybody else out their refills but i never got another one. so for the last forty minutes or so i got to sit there with no drink or plate. it cut me deep, made me pretty sad; i suppose it doesn't matter too much though since the food was fake!

... still don't know why i was the only one who got their plate and drink taken away.
:-/