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| - When you order a glass of Malbec and the bartender asks if that's red or white, you know the rest of experience is going to go downhill....
Came in here for lunch because I work right down the street and was craving some pasta. The place was dead on a Monday at 12:15. Zero cars in the parking lot, and I debating even going in. Sat at the bar for 5 minutes by myself before being acknowledged with a less then friendly "what can I get you?"
Ummm, oh hello, thanks for the warm welcome. How about a menu?
Ordered my pasta and wine, for her to proceed to spend ten minutes looking for the bottle, asking me if it was red, and maybe they didn't carry Malbec. I asked her for a wine list, and I'd find something different but she continued to ignore me, and looked on the computer. "It says here we have it"
Finally she finds the bottle, and clearly had no clue how to open it. The struggle was so real I wanted to rip the wine key out of her hand and open the damn bottle myself.
The food wasn't bad. Wasn't the best. Big portions, but not worth going back for.
When it came time to pay, server was no where to be found. And I did laps around the restaurant trying to find her. I could have dined and dashed 3 times before a manager noticed me.
"Can I help you with something?"
"Oh you know, just trying to pay"
"Do you need a bag?"
"No, I don't.I don't even have a box, I need to leave. Please cash me out."
"Let me find your sever"
Finally server comes over with a bag..... Awesome. I don't need this now please cash me out.
Seriously, I was one the only people in the entire place. This place has no excuse for the terrible, terrible, terribly slow service.
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