When Hubby & I first started going out together I took him to a local seafood restaurant for his birthday. I don't particularly like seafood, although there are a couple of things I will eat if it doesn't taste too seafood-y.

He ordered something he wanted and I ordered a Caesar salad. (I wasn't in the best of health at that time, so the salad seemed like a good choice to me and there were only a couple of non-seafood items on the menu.) The waiter asked if that was what I really wanted and recommended a seared salmon dish. I do eat tinned or smoked salmon, and I didn't want to get argumentative because it was Hubby's birthday dinner so I agreed.

When the seared salmon came out it was well-described. It was a chunk of salmon which was seared on each side and red-raw all the way through. I couldn't eat it. I didn't even take it home for the cats. I didn't argue and paid the exorbitant price. We never went back there and even when I drive past that building I still get annoyed, 25 years later.