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| - Twice I have been to RE. Twice I have been disappointed.
The first time I didn't think the food was too bad, but it wasn't anything special. The service was fine. The sangria was tasty, but way too light on the booze for my taste.
The second time my husband wanted to check it out as he missed the food from the tapas places that I worked at in NY. We had the patatas bravas. While the flavor was spot on, they weren't hot enough & you could tell that they were precooked & past their prime. We also had some beets with ricotta salata. Except that it wasn't so, it was regular fresh ricota. Big difference. I want what I order & if you don't have it please inform me. I do know the difference. Another menu "mistruth" was when we ordered the fried piquillo pepper. However, when it arrived they said be careful they are hot. Piquillos are hardly hot ever, never, ever! Anyway, they were freakin hot. Maybe they were anaheims? They got sent back & I love spicy food, but not when I don't order it. We also had the chicken croquettes. Dry, way too salty & I love salt. They only tasted of oregano & salt. Oh & did I forget the salt? Dry, dry, dry. Honestly, the best thing about the meal was the cheese plate. It would be hard to mess that one up. Even the bread that came with that sucked. It was pre toasted & then brought to the table oiled, soggy & tough. Oh & the serrano & manchego were fine.
Again, how much can you mess that up? All you have to do is plate it.
Now the service. Our server was not very polite nor was he at all attentive in any way, shape or form. We went in at about 8:30 on a Thursday night. We were one of maybe 4 tables in there. He ended up having a large party of about 12 half way through our meal. It took a while to get our drinks in the first place. Which was funny as the bar was right next to us, but he was no where to be found. I never got a refill. My wine glass sat empty for over 15 minutes too. He walked by many times too. He acted as if he couldn't have cared less. He could have made some money off of our table, but let that one slip away. When we discovered how hot the "piquillo's" were we pushed them to the side. He came to collect the plates and I had to tell him to take them off the bill as he had no clue. I suppose it wasn't obvious that we didn't eat any of them...Finally he asked if we wanted some refills. Where was I Denny's? No, I want another glass of wine, but I wanted that over a quarter of an hour ago. By that point the sheer disappointment of the food & lack of service set in & all I wanted to do was leave. In fact I couldn't wait to get out of there. That hardly ever happens to me...
Oh & the interior. Don't even get me started on that. The trying to hard mod interior & those dowdy curtains on the windows. Yuck.
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