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| - Visited this restaurant after a 3 hour drive to get to it. We, my boyfriend and I, saw their ad on their website for an $$85 per couple Valentine's Day Dinner. We had reservations for 6p.m. this reservation was made on Friday, we dined on Saturday. When we arrived right at 6p.m. there were plenty of OPEN tables in the restaurant. When the hostess looked for our name on the reservation list it showed we were to be sat at table 14. The list said in large print at the top..DO NOT CHANGE TABLES. The hostess walked us past 8 - 10 2 person tables to sit us at a 2 person table literally 6inches from the neighboring table! Could we have asked to sit elsewhere? Apparently not as the hostess was under direct orders not to change tables. Could we have dined elsewhere...probably not considering it is Valentines Weekend and we drove 3 hours to get there and have no reservations any where else, and no idea at 6p.m. where to go.
So we sat. We could hear EVERY WORD the table next to us said. (Which by the way when you take your pregnant wife out for Valentine's Day you probably shouldn't answer the phone when your buddies call or talk about how "hot" her female coworker is.) This was so awkward, you had to watch every word you said to be sure the neighboring diners weren't eavesdropping on personal info. Most uncomfortable "romantic" evening of my life...
Now to the food. The Valentine's Day meal was a choice of appetizer to share (except for one - they sold out the night before), a "salad", choice of any appetizer on the menu (again except for the New Zealand Rack of Lamb, because it too sold out the night before.), a Chocolate Creme Brulet to share for dessert, and a bottle of Nero D'Avola (which we were told is a $35 bottle of wine). We ordered two bowls of soup to go along with the special.
The soup - Lobster Bisque (Delicious) and Minestrone with sausage ( missing the sausage and the vegetable were literally giant sized. It was like eating a salad with broth and rice in it). However it did taste quite nice.
The appetizer - Artichokes with Prosciutto.. YUMMO!
The salad - hmm not what I had in mind. A tiny plate of Feta Cheese, cucumber, pear in balsamic vinegar and gosh knows what else...but NOT a traditional salad..So beware! Taste was great, but if you are expecting a bowl of leafy greens and some toppings...This it is not.
The meal - Veal with shrimp and gnocchi..Quite pleasing to the palette.
The dessert - Chocolate Creme Brulet... Umm not so much..it was quite clearly 3/4 cup of Chocolate Mousse with a sliced strawberry on top and a store bought sugar cookie in the shape of a heart. Yes it did taste good, however...where was the Creme Brulet the waiter raved about?
The wine - Nero D'Avola...yes I am a red wine drinker, the wine was delicious. But upon looking it up when we returned to the hotel room...found it only sold for $10 - $13 a bottle...Why the lie? We would have ordered the special anyway...
The atmosphere...beautiful, romantic (if you like sharing intimate moments with strangers) but it was pleasantly dark with candles and Christmas lights through out. They had an electric fireplace when we first sat down we observed and enjoyed the heat coming from it, since as you know we dress up, not dress warm when going out to dinner. The place lost half of its power 5 minutes after sitting down. The manager chose to turn the fireplace off, even though it stayed lit and running during the power outage. By the time I left, my toes were frozen.
We finished eating and paid for the bill at 7:50p.m. I turned around and noticed FOUR empty 2 person tables. They had never been sat, but we had to sit with an unfamiliar couple!
Upon leaving the hostess who was so sweet and friendly upon arrival was short and sarcastic in her good bye and have a nice evening.
Would I go back when in town again? No. At the risk of being sat in that situation again. The food can be the most delicious in the world, but I still prefer and deserve privacy when dining.
And to the lady we sat next to...Good luck on your birth, maybe your dislike for cheese will go away after you give birth.
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