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| - We had reservations for Valentine's Day. I know it is cliché but we celebrate Valentine's once every 4 or 5 years. Since it was a Saturday and my husband works nights all week, we typically eat like 2 ships passing in the night. Friends suggested Samba. They aren't right in their suggestion.
We arrived at 5:50 for a 6pm reservation. Another couple arrived behind us, a second behind them. They were both seated ahead of us. Now maybe their reservation was for earlier, but that means they were late. No one makes a reservation for 5:55pm. they were seated in the main dining room. They called my husband and I, we were taken to our table. It was in a back room, in a corner, against a wall. The temperature in the room was very chilly and the room itself had a very "cold" feeling to it. I asked to be switched to another table, this was unsatisfactory. Ok, they moved us. To a smaller table, right next to the doorway... we were told they were completely booked solid and that was the only other option. Fine, whatever, at least we were now in the actual dining room.
We were told to help ourselves to the salad bar, they explained the red and green paddle, which we already knew having been to other Brazilian steakhouses. We go the salad bar. There in the center of the dining room were 4 4 top tables, set up for 2 people. Ok, mental note. We help ourselves and the salad bar is truly less than impressive. The cheese bread was stone cold, the beets were not good. It was very small. Again, ok, you really aren't going there for the salad bar. So easy to overlook that if the meat is good.
The meat was fair. The gaucho with the pineapple stopped at our table at least 5 times. Garlic bread once, we actually had to ask our waiter to find him. Turkey wrapped in bacon, we never saw that. Sausage, we were all set to call it a night when he showed up. Flank steak, most of the meat was gone and we were offered barely the tip, smaller than the tenderloin and it was well done. My husband enjoyed the mango chicken, I thought it was ok, just could have been a lot warmer. The parmesan pork, licking sand in the Sahara would be more moist. The whole experience gets a "meh". I won't go back.
Here's where it gets fun... when the waiter handed us our check... Those 4 4top tables set for 2 that were in the center of the restaurant... They had only JUST been seated for the first time. At the end of our meal, they sat empty for our entire visit there. So much for completely sold out and no possible room to put us elsewhere. Don't BS a BS'er... I do plan on calling management tonight and voicing my displeasure, although I am certain it will fall on deaf ears.
Oh the survey question "Has TV"... They say no on their website. But get that chilly, cold back room that looks like an after thought and you can have a 50" television hanging over your head. Private lot parking... We did get the one and only open spot in the parking lot. Ok, it is small, we were in the middle of downtown Madison, parking is a premium. I always make mental note of vehicles around me... Same exact cars still there when we left. Obviously the "customer only" parking should say "Lucky customer, employees will grab all the spots first" parking.
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