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2 friends & I stopped in for a bite to eat & a few drinks.
Immediately we should have known better. Upon entering the front door, there was no greeter, no sign saying, " Please seat yourself" or any evidence of a restaurant staff member.
We took a table in the bar anyway As we were the ONLY customers in the place it seemed rather odd we had to intermittently explore this small place to find anyone, anyone at all, who would bring us a total of 3 menus and 1 food server.
Our very annoyed server, Justin, sporting a greasy man bun, in addition to very dirty clothes,
tossed our the menus on the table. With sanitation being the key, all 3 menus were sticky & coated with fingerprints.
Still we stayed. Still, we ordered 3 glasses of water, 1 with lemon, 3 glasses of white wine & 1 slice of carrot cake. Pretty simple stuff.
At this juncture the true hilarity began. It took the highly-esteemed Justin literally, 15 minutes to bring 3 glasses of water all with a myriad of lemon slices.
Certainly, neat-o, had 1 friend not been allergic to citrus. Upon pointing this out, Mensa Member Justin stated, "Just take them off." As this is NOT how allergies work, he rolled his eyes as he took glass of water away.
In sweet revenge he never brought back a new glass.
Then, came the infamous, "Carrot Cake Incident."
Slacker-server, Justin thumped our slice of cake on the table, sans plates & napkins & utensils. This triangular block of cement was clearly masquerading as a slice of cake. Obviously, we could see that it was FROZEN. Not cold but FROZEN!
Once again, upon enlightening super-server Justin of this situation, he emphatically stated, "People don't order desert here so we keep it in the freezer." Then stalked away.
Never to return. .
We never, received our wine. We didn't want to further confuse our astute-server Justin.
So we vowed, never to return.
Never. To. Return.
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