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This joint is certainly
impressive enough when you first walk in. The front bar, which is
separated from the dining room beyond, is well lit, loungey and someone
obviously took some time making it feel both stylish and comfortable.
As one moves in to the main space, it is shocking how spacious and
airy the place truly is. For some reason, the restaurant seems like
it should be much more cozy and intimate. That's not to say the space
isn't well designed and rather interesting, only that its many rooms
and high ceilings seem kind of out-of-place in the neighborhood. I
knew we were in for a long night when our waiter didn't write our
order down. Despite there only being four of us, I just knew he was
gonna fuck it up--and it would be my dinner he did it to. Of course,
he came back and put the wrong fish in front of me. Then, when I alerted
him to the fact--after grimacing and shooting my mates that "I
told you so" glare--he practically argued with me about what
I ordered. After convincing him that I wasn't a total 'tard and certainly
knew what I ordered, he took it away. Ten minutes later he came back
with the same damn plate! I can only assume he threw it under some
heat lamps and brought it back out in some harebrained scheme to fool
me into accepting his idiocy. I looked at him like I might eat his
children--if he had any. He sort of apologized and finally brought
me my tuna while everyone else was sopping up the last of their meals.
Did they offer a free coffee? Uh, no. Did the guy grovel at my feet
and pray the Mr. Hipster didn't smear his blood all over the walls
and his name all over the Internet? Hardly. The tuna was just okay,
but maybe it was the bile in my mouth that ruined the taste. How hard
is it to take out a damn pen you fuckin' showoff? Anyway, pet peeves
aside, I'd recommend dropping by for a drink at the bar, and taking
a walk around the dining room but would skip the horrendous service
and merely serviceable grub. [MF]
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