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| - We sat on the patio and it's really an attractive looking spot. Romantic and cute. The appetizer was delicious, our cocktails were strong and tasty, and my entree (the flank steak) was pretty solid. I wouldn't say amazing. I probably wouldn't order it again. But, for that moment in time, it did what it needed to do.
My only complaint? It's a weird one. I kept getting hit by water. I was very confused for the first ten minutes. I kept telling my girlfriend that it was raining and she thought I was crazy. At one one point a giant drop hit my right hand, and she saw it happen (thank god.) The waiter, walking by me, must have overheard me say something about it and he causally mentioned, as he continued to briskly walk by our table, "there's a pool on the roof."
The couple next to us suddenly piped up, and told us that they too had been getting sprinkled with pool water all night.
When the pool water hit my dinner plate, I started to wonder, "why aren't they telling people about this?" I mean look, it's one thing to have a pool above your customers that's drizzling on them. It's another to ask "inside or outside" without casually mentioning, "oh, the front row is in the Shamu splash zone." Just tell people, Virtù! That way we can make an informed decision.
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