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| - Let me start off by saying, I really wanted to enjoy this restaurant. The evening started off with us entering a dark, overcrowded restaurant, trying to make our way to a host. We were seated in a private room, with another couple across from us, with no music. It was awkward to say the least, but we went with it. There was tape holding the red velvet carpet together. This place is in need of a makeover. I liked the low lighting, and pale pink walls, definitely a romantic feel.
The house Sauvignon blanc was terrible. It was cheap 2 buck chuck, that I thought might have been skunked. We started off with the cruditte, which I thought was a cute touch. The mustard vinaigrette was very potent, but I liked it. I was about to eat another bite of lettuce, and then it happened. I found a fly on my fork. I know this happens at every restaurant in the world, so I just let it go and didn't finish the salad.
Onto the main courses, hanger steak and filet mignon and shrimp skewers. Both steaks were average. Cooked appropriately, but nothing to rave about. The shrimp was my favorite part of the meal. The presentation was pathetic, the fries were Luke warm and definitely burger king quality. We were supposed to get garlic mashed potatoes, and the waiter brought them sayin, oh you were right it was supposed to come with that, like he didn't believe us. The mashed potatoes were gritty, and tasted like instant.
Needless to say, we didn't stay for desert. This place needs a overhaul, just like the neighborhood it's in. I was disappointed, because I was hoping to find a hole in the wall.
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