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I've never been a fan
of the hard sell. If I'm browsing, I don't need some damn person in
my face telling me the benefits of anti-lock brakes, teflon or medium-weight
MDF. If I want your advice or expert opinion, I'll ask you. This is
why I was so taken aback when I stopped to look at Terra's lunch specials
board outside their place and a nice looking young lady walked out
with menus and told us that she could seat us. "Funny,"
I thought, "I don't recall actually walking into your restaurant."
How bad must this place suck if they have some hottie come out and
accost possible patrons on the damn sidewalk? Well, not as bad as
you'd think. The oddest part was that once this Jennifer Connelly-lookin'
hostess seated us, she went back to standing like a powered-down robot
behind a little podium, never again to emerge. The food was both inexpensive
and reasonably good. I had some sort of spaghetti with meat sauce
that left me in a food coma for the rest of the afternoon. The space
has a little bit of a wedding factory feel to it, but the linen napkins
and snappy service made for a pleasant, if not lonely, lunch-time
experience. [MF]
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