We called the waiter over, but fear had already taken hold. With no idea what insect these eggs came from—or whether we had already ingested some—we called for an ambulance. My friend was visibly distressed, shaking from fear and nausea. The restaurant staff tried to calm us down, but it was too late. The damage was done.
At the hospital, doctors ran tests, prescribed precautionary medication, and advised us to watch for symptoms. Thankfully, we were okay, but the psychological impact lingered. The restaurant later blamed “a technical error” and “a supplier issue,” but no explanation could undo what happened.
Since then, every time I see something that even resembles chia seeds, I feel a jolt of panic. That night ruined more than just our dinner—it shattered our trust.
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