Touch Of SAGE 4+

SAGE Dining Services, Inc.

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    • 1.8 • 591 Ratings
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What’s New

Version 4.117

Bug Fixes.
The Safe Plate release.

Ratings and Reviews

1.8 out of 5
591 Ratings

591 Ratings

💜😌⚽️😭😀😏😭 ,

Havoc and fire

It was stormy rainy Thursday afternoon… I was so excited to head to lunch after my study hall, as I was waiting in line for food I shared with my friends and had some laughs. After I got my food I went to go get some soup as it looked very warm and delicious. As I was scooping all of the goods out of the pot I could see that it was very hot. I wanted some more ingredients so I tried putting some more in the bowl. Doing so, I overflowed the bowl and it spilt over the sides… onto my hand. It felt as if a spicy piranha had bit the inside of my hand. And then, as I looked at my hand, it burst into flames. I ran around with my hair blowing in the wind screaming: “FIRE FIRE FIRE” as I was running I unnoticedly caught the curtains on fire. I made it all the way out of the building and stuck my hand in a puddle, but as I turned around I saw the school engulfed in flames. Everyone died, I survived. Touch of sage, I hope you see this and know that you’re soup is exceedingly hot.

You killed my father ,

Curse you, Sage Dining

In 1992, Sage Dining killed my father. It was a stormy night in late October. My family was driving back from the county fair on a winding road through the forests. I could tell my father was stressed by the wet roads, but when he cursed and pulled over I grew concerned. Blocking the road was an entire Sage Dining buffet. Sage workers were standing motionless in front of the car, dressed in their ominous all-black outfits. A Sage Dining employee stepped forward. My dad got out. He told my mother and I to stay in the car. Through the window, I saw a Sage employee offer my father a single whole-grain roll. When my father did not take the roll they offered him some damp, cold chicken, which had been sitting on a hot plate for hours. Seeing that the chicken was gross and damp, my father refused this too. The Sage Dining employees became angry at his refusal to ingest their Organic Locally Sourced food and shot him with an Organic Locally Sourced gun. My father bled to Organic Locally Sourced death on the Organic Locally Sourced ground. I do not remember how my mother got us out of here, but when she too died tragically a year later, I was left an orphan. I swore revenge on Sage Dining, and now, years later, I will have my revenge. Like they always say, revenge is a dish best served cold yet over cooked and inexplicably wet after sitting on a hot plate for three hours.


Sage Killed my Family and Killed my Dog.

I HATE SAGE!!! One day I was sharing a peaceful walk with my dog through the forest behind my house when my dog began barking at a cave. I investigated this cave, traversing through the dark, damp tunnels I stumbled upon a skeleton wearing an all black sage uniform and holding a plate of locally grown non-gmo organic and holistically harvested tofu. This should have been the moment I turned back but my foolish self kept exploring this fateful cave. As I turned my back on the skeleton I heard the rattle of bones and felt an eerie gust of wind pushing me further into the maw of the cavern. At this point I broke into a sprint, stumbling into rocks and falling over cracks. I found myself in a dimly lit room with pictures of satan and pentagrams covering the walls. A single blood covered table decorated the room. From the shadows of the room a gaggle of cloaked figures wearing sage uniforms emerged and snatched my dog from my side. I could do nothing to stop them from butchering poor fluffy and turning him into bell pepper quinoa poppers. The next thing I knew they began to chant in latin backwards, causing me to begin levitating and vibrating. the next thing I knew I was laying in my bed covered in my families blood. I have devoted the rest of my cursed life to getting revenge on the monsters who murdered my dog.

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