Once DH and I were out at our (used to be) fave Thai place. I took a bite of my chicken satay and didn't notice any strange taste (probably because it was drenched in peanut sauce). Then I took another. As I was chewing that second bite, I looked down to see that the center of the chicken was totally raw. I spit it out all over my plate.
I ran to the bathroom and actually washed my mouth out with the liquid soap.
They offered to give us our meal free. Fuck that. I'm out the door. Keep the chow. No thanks.