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| - What happens when you walk in during lunch hour, and the host and manager say you'll have to wait 45 minutes? No this isn't an effin' riddle.
You simply go online and make a reservation that is for 10 minutes from now. Isn't technology and the internet great? Great for me. Not great for the restaurant that lied to us after I asked if we could sit at the bar when they told me no tables were available. No, I get it. They need to make sure everyone with a reservation gets a table. However, when we entered the restaurant, there were plenty of tables available and the bar had 4 people at it with 8-9 empty chairs.
And there were three of us.
Mr Manager Nathan, you stupid little boy, I'm not impressed by your overpriced suit you got on discount, or by the fact that you have an inferiority complex because you're a 5 foot midget. Ooh, I'm getting mean. Sorry. I take that last part back. Maybe Holt Renfrew head office can give you a few tips on how to work the floor (instead of aimlessly walking up and down between the tables), how not to lie to customers, and how to actually run a restaurant with a bit of class. Maybe take a trip to Gramercy Tavern or Eleven Madison Park. You can learn a few things, you little child from All-White-People Suburb, Ontario.
The fact is, the food was fucking shit for two salads and a chicken pot pie for $100+. I mean, Toronto tries so hard to be like New York, but this is total amateur hour. The waitress was kind and helpful which made up for a lot, however she was not attentive and never followed up until dessert.
You guys, I think I was being pretty generous in this review, if not a bit rude. I just hate being lied to.
I think you're done here...
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