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| - Really went in with high hopes for this place. Hadn't ever been and I love a good brunch location.
Went around 1pm this Sunday and was sat next to the hostess stand to have the displeasure of the young, unprofessional hostess nearly the entire time. She made a constant gripe about not wanting to be there, squatting down, even asking us at one point, "Why would you want breakfast at 1pm?" All in all, the hostess made it very clear we were inconveniencing her by coming in to eat.
In addition, our bearded server had to make two attempts to get our drinks and only really came back to give is our checks - which, in his defense there were two cuties at the bar (that had already been served) that he'd rather give his attention to. My boyfriend's beard wasn't as impressive as his and I skipped out on the heavy makeup - how could we compete, right? All in all, service-wise the place was uncomfortably poor.
Whatever, I still had some hope for the food. Ordered the chilequiles because it's a classic breakfast favorite of mine. I'll almost always order it if it's on a menu of a place I've never tried before. Basically, what I got was a plate of cheesy nachos with eggs on top. What the serious F?
The side of hashbrowns I ordered would have been great if I hadn't put their ketchup on it. Why oh why did I stray from the Chollula?! It's clear after opening their ketchup bottles and smelling that they hadn't cleaned them in a long while, if not ever. It smelled rotten and made me queezy knowing I used it on my hashbrowns.
At that point, the whole experience was ruined for me and I was more full of disappointment than their food. A hostess that shouldn't be in the food and bev industry, a server with other things on his mind, breakfast nachos mislead to be called Chilequiles, and ketchup bottles not cleaned since who knows when...no way am I going back.
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