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| - We decided to try something new, as we pass this place often. It was dead but I saw a stage area had been set, I asked if they were going to have a band play later, and the waitress told us a belly dancer would be performing around 10:30pm.
We had got to the restaurant around 5pm, so it was quite a while from then - why do so many things start so LATE on a Friday night?
Still, we liked the selection from the menu, and decided to stay.
Our waitress sat us in a quiet booth with a good view of the stage area.
We take a while to decide what we want typically, so I asked for a couple of glasses of water while we went over the menu.
About five minutes later she comes back - without any water - and asks us if we're ready to order.
We were still looking over the menu, so I politely said we still needed more time. She smiled and left us -- still no water!
Another five or so minutes later she comes by and this time we are ready to order.
We decided to try an appetizer - the one with feta cheese and tomatoes.
I ordered a Mojito ($11.95) to start, and the Chicken Cashew ($17.95). My girlfriend ordered a Sex with the Sailer ($12.95) and a Chicken Kiev ($18.95).
I specifically asked her to bring the appetizer first, wait for us to finish it and then bring our main courses.
She smiled, and said that because the food is made fresh, it takes a while to prepare. I told her that was fine - it's a Friday night -- we have the whole nite.
She went to place our order -- still no water.
About 15 minutes later, our waitress arrives with our alcoholic drinks. I ask her for some glasses of water - she apologizes and does bring us two glasses of water.
We're enjoying the atmosphere, and the classic rock playing in the background.
About 30 minutes later, our MAIN COURSES ARRIVE.
I reminded the waitress we ordered an appetizer, and she replies: "I don't know what happened to that."
We look at each other awkwardly.
She says she can check with the kitchen. We end up cancelling the appetizer.
My Chicken Cashew was a delicious blend of white breast meat, celery, onions, and cashews, stew fried and served along side steamed white rice.
Very tasty, with a slight kick from the peppery sauce.
My girlfriend's Chicken Kiev was two chicken breasts, breaded and oozing a garlic butter sauce, with a generous helping of mashed potatoes and a side salad. I tried her dinner and it was delicious too.
Our waitress came by a few times throughout the meal to check on us and everything was great.
We did have to keep asking her to refill our waters though - in a place charging as much as they do -- I expect the second you see an empty glass it to be filled.
For desert, we ordered a Baklava (($6.95) and my girlfriend got a Irish Coffee ($14.00) and I got a single-shot Amaretto on the Rocks ($7.95).
The Baklava came as three small pieces, each slightly different and just warm.
My drink was just a standard bar shot, but my girlfriends was a more fancy beverage. And at $14.00 we expected it to be more fancy - but it was just like anything you'd get anywhere else -- no chocolate sauce, sprinkles, not even a cherry on top.
We take our time, so the SLOW service wasn't bad. Remember, we arrived around 5pm and as we wrapped up dinner it was about 9:30pm.
So, we stuck around for the belly dancer at 10:30pm.
A little past 10:30, she came out.
She was beautiful, in a blue outfit with sequins and jewels, and sparkling things all around her. She was a friendly and joyful person to watch - dancing right up to our table asking if we wanted to dance.
I smiled and told her she does it much better than I could.
It was shortly after she started dancing that the place got busy.
Old Arab men, and they brought out their hookah pipes.
And began smoking them right in the restaurant!
Actually, the restaurant had it's own pipes, and supplied the stuff they were smoking.
The old arab men - average age over 50 - seemed less interested in the belly dancer and her beauty, and more interested in sitting alone, puffing on their hookah.
Neither of us smoke ANYTHING - and there was no mention of this anywhere in the restaurant.
The hookah smoking actually freaked out my girlfriend, and she just wanted to get the bill and leave.
So we asked for our bill.
WOW!
For the two of us it came to $102.49 ($90.70 + $11.79 tax) - and I tipped 16% in addition to over priced bill, so the grand total was $117.
I feel ripped off because of excessively over priced food and drink items. I don't mind paying a high price for high quality. But I've spent far less and had much better elsewhere.
Also if you don't TELL your customers that hookah is sold and smoked on site -- they won't know until suddenly - as with my girlfriend - it freaks them out.
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