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| - Spending a beautiful day in the strip a few weeks ago culminated in a (what I'd hoped) was a quick stop at Roland's. Grab a beer, lobster roll and salad, and I'd be home before traffic. I was not so lucky.
I arrived and was immediately sat by a waitress that appeared to be extremely overwhelmed by the five tables in the patio. There were a few guests at the bar, being entertained by the bartender. I should have gone and sat there, but it was so nice out, I decided to eat on the patio.
My beer order was taken quickly, but then took twelve minutes to arrive. By that time, the head was gone, and it was losing it's cool. The waitress abruptly dropped off the beer and disappeared. I already knew what I was ordering, but she flitted around from table to table awkwardly for a good ten minutes until I made creepy eye contact with her and she shuffled my way. She took my order, and pretended to care about what I was ordering, but then disappeared again.
Forty minutes later my poor lobster roll arrived. The fries were mushy, and the lobster roll took six (SIX!) napkins to sop up all the grease. I ate it, but I wasn't happy. About three bites in (and with the fastest response time of my dining experience) here comes awkward waitress again, asking if I needed anything else. I decided on another beer. She then proceeded to ask me if I minded if she smoked a cigarette before she grabbed my beer. (WHAT?!) No. Forget the beer. Bring me my check.
With no tip for awkward waitress, I left. Probably never to return.
Happy Eating, just not here.
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