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| - Came here about 2 weeks ago with another couple who raved about the Kensington location. Here is what I think of the Ranchlands location...n-OPA!
When you first step in, it seems like a decent place but boy was I wrong. First off, our table was right next to the plate braking corner, that's right a corner, by the waiters station at the bar with glass everywhere and it couldn't possibly be safe to have shards all over the ground where the bar and our table was. You would think there would be a designated place to smash dishes, like Mykonos?
Whatever, our waiter was a total tool. Think Carson Kressley, but with less jazz and a try-hard personality (his lisp btw, was way over-kill). He was totally sucking ass to the table next to ours and barely checking up on us, sorry, scratch that...asked us repeatedly if we wanted to drink (some people at our table did not drink booze, others didn't want wine till their meal arrived).
We ordered a "Greek" salad, and our companions ordered the spanakopita. Both were mediocre at best. For a Greek salad, there were hardly any kalamata olives or feta and I didn't see a single herb in the mix, also the veg were pre-cut and stored in the fridge, a total no-no with tomatoes and onions, they turn to a wet mush and their texture is ruined (you could get away with this for cucumbers and peppers, working in a restaurant in the past taught me that). The spanakopita was bland and nothing to rave about. We thought the flaming saganaki looked cool so we ordered that too, total rip-off for $13.00, tiny portion, hardly enough for 4 adults. And don't count on eating that cheese with bread! We got one basket of 5 slices of stale French loaf! No more bread came out the rest of the night, and no pita either...Greek, right?
Our mains took about an hour to come out after the starters and those were also just ok. The beef skewers did not taste marinated only lightly salted with olive oil but the cut was decent. Our friends ordered the chicken and it was bone-dry. My beef was overcooked and my husbands was rare, we swapped plates. I liked that they provided a little ramekin of tatzaki it helped out the meat (little being the key word here). The potatoes were fantastic, the rice was tasteless and the veg, well, put it this way, bok choy, zucchini, asparagus and carrots, were lightly pan fried with zero herbs, or GARLIC, in fact I tasted no garlic in any of the starters or mains and this is supposedly Greek cuisine? Okaaaay.
I didn't make a stink about the lacklustre meal or service, I just will not be going back. Lesson learned; you want to get a decent Greek fix, you are better off going to Opa! Oh, and we weren't offered any plates to break either. I probably would have smashed mine over Carson's head. n-OPA!
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