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| - My roommate and I went to Flat Top for a late dinner on 08/12. It was one of the worst dining experiences we have ever had.
From the moment we walked into the restaurant, something felt off. While there weren't that many people eating when we arrived (meaning that there were plenty of places where we could have been seated), we were inexplicably placed at a small two-seater in between two large parties. The table was so incredibly wobbly that my roommate immediately got up and asked a nearby waitress if we could sit somewhere else. The waitress apparently responded with major attitude ("Yeah, I guess....") and we moved to a more secluded spot.
The first thing that caught my attention at our new table was one napkin that was covered with the crusty remnants of the previous diner's meal.
Our waitress took forever to attend to us - while we were waiting for her, my roommate kept catching the eye of the hostess, whom my roommate claims was giving her the "nastiest looks imaginable."
When our waitress finally got to our table, she handed us two bowls which were covered in crusty food, similar to the napkin. My roommate pointed this out, and the waitress said that she'd go and get us more bowls. She never did take our drink orders.
We arrived at the restaurant at about 8:45; at about 9:00 p.m., I heard the hostess instruct another employee to turn away any newcomers and lock the front doors. Google had told me that the restaurant stayed open until 10 p.m. At around 9:20-something, the staff started doing closing procedures, blocking off parts of the restaurant and leaving the path to the restrooms soaking wet with mop-water.
We waited a long time for the food to come, and when it finally did, our waitress handed it over and then bolted away from the table too quickly to hear us inquiring about our roti breads. We kept looking around the restaurant, hoping to catch the eye of a staff member to come and assist us, but after a while, I got up and walked over towards the entrance of the kitchen and stood there for some time. I could see the staff chatting back in the kitchen, but no one acknowledged my presence, so I walked over to the grill, asked for some roti breads, and then took the breads back to our table.
We quickly ate and left as quickly as we could.
So...what the duck, Flat Top? What happened that night? I understand that school is about to start up again, everyone is really on edge, excited, antsy, or whatever, which means that the Flat Top staff, consisting of college students and more college students, is on edge, excited, and antsy - but does that mean that I should settle with a subpar dining experience that I paid a pretty penny for? While it's obvious by now, I will not be returning to the Flat Top on campus for a very, very long time. I will be telling all of my acquaintances to take their business elsewhere.
I regret that I won't be able to see the hostess' condescending smirk again, but, hell, I think I'll survive. (Cue '70s disco song.)
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