Capitol Coney Island
We could clearly see the person cooking our food from our table and he was a hairy ape like man, that appeared to be wearing sweater almost that is how thick the hair was. I was nervous in seeing that he had no hat, hair net, or any protection from his thick arm hair from falling into my food. I was nervous, although I began eating my food nonetheless. I was not even near 1/3 of the way through my food when I noticed the thick, coarse hair sitting right on my plate. I was completely disgusted. My husband wanted to talk to the manager but I opted against it. You would think the waitress might ask why a person had not hardly even eaten. Anyway, it was a lesson learned. From now on I will stick to the little diner and coney joints where I can clearly see a hair net or hat being worn.