rev:text
| - Service, service, service.
You would think that the staff would be "over it" with the Sahara set to close in a few days, but the people there were some of the most helpful, friendly, conscientious people that I've dealt with in a long time.
The missus and I decided that if we're ever going to try this place, now's the time. Having opened in the 1960's, this place was like something from a different era. It's amazing how many people confuse "old" with "run down". I thought this place was nice. Not overly fancy, but it had tons of personality, and seeing all the pictures from the near 60 years of Sahara's history really brought home how much this place has seen.
The food was good. The missus' steak was a little more flavorful than mine, but mine was no slouch, as were the mashed potatoes. They were out of a LOT of stuff at this point, but I guess it doesn't make much sense to reorder foodstuffs anymore. At least they were apologetic about it. We ate until full, and brought the rest home.
Upon walking in, the host shook our hands and greeted us warmly. Our waiter had been there for 25 years, and was sorry to see the place go. As we paid the check, both our waiter and host came back to shake our hands and thank us for coming in to dine with them. Admittedly, I felt a little bit of a lump in my throat and wished them good luck with everything.
While sorry that I never tried this earlier, I'm glad that I at least got to experience this place once. The food was solid, the decor was unique and unlike what you'll find in most steakhouses, but the staff made the difference. As I said, at this point, I suppose it really wouldn't matter to give a five-star experience anymore, but they did regardless, and I left in a good mood with a full belly.
Fare thee well, House of Lords....
|