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| - Sigh. I really so wanted to love this place as I am a fan of all things Tiki. But no joy here. We're staying at the Tahiti Village (separate review) and wanted a place to watch the Super Bowl without being over-run by 'niner fans. (we were both raised on the Raiders and they were out of it by October)
So we paid the $35 for "all the coconut shrimp and appetizers you can eat), got our wrist bands and settled in.
At kick-off, everyone headed to the buffet line. And there the joy died. The "coconut shrimp" were tasteless, wilted, and barely identifiable. There were other similarly unhappy offerings - some tiny deep-fried unidentifyable bits, nacho fixings - how the heck does one get that many half-stale chips together? The little hot dogs were good as were the wings. But if there was anything in that kitchen other than a microwave, a flat top and a deep-fryer, it wasn't in evidence.
The single bright spot was the dude behind the bar named Randy. Good guy, personable, kept glasses full and things going, despite his team getting crushed.
But seriously, despite the folks that I know must be trying hard, that kitchen needs some serious help
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