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| - Holy pretentious! It's been a long while since I felt as put off by restaurant service as I was at this place. The food was good, but I won't return. Here's how it went down.
We wandered in here on our morning walk looking for a Sunday morning breakfast. We'd stopped at Starbucks a ways back and I still had maybe a 3rd of a refresher drink in my hand when we arrived. We were greeted by someone behind the counter and told to sit anywhere. So far so good. And then it started. First, it took quite a while for anyone to wait on us - to the point where we started to wonder whether they offered table service or we were supposed to go to the counter to order. The server who finally came over was super-snooty, with his first order of business to change out the cup the remainder of my starbucks drink was in. "Simply can't have that in here.", he said with a blasphemous tone. Ok, fine.
The menu of breakfast options was pretty limited and there were no traditional breakfast options, so we each went with the uova al pomodoro. I also ordered a bombolone (no description on the menu, but Yelpers recommended it, so I figured I'd give it a try).
Our original server was far more interested in playing with the espresso machine than actually waiting on us, so it took forever to get our food. An entire table of people who came in after us got their food and the boyfriend was served a cup of terrible burnt coffee, and then our original server abandoned us altogether. After several minutes of us staring at our food in the window, another server finally brought it out with an air of annoyance and a lackluster warning about the dishes being hot. She returned to refill waters that had been empty for some time and offered the prefunctory "how is everything?". I said "good" and the boyfriend said "eh". She ignored both comments and walked off. I actually did enjoy the meal, but the boyfriend was unimpressed with the combination and was longing for more meat than the couple scraps of prosciutto that were offered as a garnish.
New server came to clear dishes and asked if we needed anything else. I asked for the bombolone that I'd ordered up front and she seemed surprised. Another very long wait while we waited for the crème to settle or something and it finally appeared. It too was good, but by then, I was so aggravated by the pompous servers that it was hard to enjoy it. I finished it and waited impatiently for the check, which (no surprise) took forever.
Not ok, Buca. Not ok.
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