When I was in Cyprus with my sisters, for some reason the chefs in the hotel we stayed at didnt know the concept of a plain ham or a plain cheese sandwich. They kept giving us both. The poor waiter wrote it down in big writing and the chefs STILL gave us 2 ham and cheese. Now here’s the thing, my sister despises ham (of course she could pick it out but why should she have to?). Even worse, I’m allergic to cheese and the cheese on my sandwich had melted in the heat. I felt so sorry for the waiter who showed me the ticket