As the story was told to me, firsthand the day it happened, AH, in his giant voice, in the crowded restaurant, boomed:

"Holy sh..! It's a fu..ing MOUSE!"

At which point the waitress came over, picked the varmint up by its tail, said "Oh, that's just a little one," and disappeared with it into the kitchen.

As for the ball bearings in the omelette, I saw the pictures.

As for the Bishkek story, there is a story but versions vary depending on the source.