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| - This was my first visit to Beckett's Table. Myself and two other friends chose this place to celebrate our birthdays together. I arrived promptly at 5:00 pm for our 5:00 pm dinner reservations. This is a large restaurant, and there were no other customers there when I walked in.
There were several staff members seated in the back, having a "pre-service meeting". The hostess would not seat me because this meeting was taking place. So, I stood around up front for about 10 minutes until the meeting broke up. The hostess never made it clear why I couldn't just make myself comfortable at one of the dozens of other empty tables, that held no staff members, and wait for my friends to arrive. Not off to a pleasant, nor welcoming, start.
One of my friends arrived and we started out with cocktails. She ordered a Pimm's cup, which she had never tried before, and really liked it when it arrived. Our other friend arrived shortly after, and decided to try the Pimm's cup as well. However, when her drink was delivered, it was much darker than the one that our other friend had received.
Meanwhile, we all ordered dinner from our waiter, Adrian T., and everything was going along just fine. Our food arrived and we were all enjoying it. Two of us ordered both the roasted beet & apple dish, as well as the roasted garlic and cauliflower chowder. Both were fine, although the chowder was overly-garlic'd. Coming from the school of "You Can Never Have Too Much Garlic", I would never have imagined myself thinking that a dish could have too much garlic, but this one did. We didn't mention anything about it to the server, because he did not consider it a huge deal.
About halfway through our meal, my friend that got the first Pimm's cup, and I, ordered a second round of drinks. Our friend that had the darker Pimm's cocktail, was struggling to get the drink through the straw. It apparently was prepared with too large of cucumber chunks that could not get through the straw and, the drink on the whole tasted vastly inferior to, and different from, the first Pimm's, which was delicious. Since the liquid level of the "bad Pimm's" was still about a half-inch from the top of the highball glass, we encouraged our friend to send the drink back, as she clearly was not enjoying it and was not going to consume it.
We flagged down Adrian T. and sent the drink back. Our friend chose to stick with water, rather than order a different cocktail, since we were just about at the end of dinner. Two of us ordered dessert though. It was at this point, that there was a very distinct change in Adrian T.'s demeanor. He basically just stopped with the pleasantries altogether, and was cold and indifferent to us. When it came time for the check, he laid it down and said nothing. The station he was using to key-in orders was close to our table, so I got up and asked him if he was Ok. He didn't stop, or look-up, at all and just kept keying in data while he muttered, "I'm good." He dropped back off our receipt and credit cards without a word. No, "thank you so much" or "I hope to see you again" or any such feel-goody statement that most professional servers deliver to a table as their parting words. It was all very uncomfortable, awkward and uncalled for. We still have no idea what his problem was.
I might try this place again someday, as long as they don't seat me in Adrian T.'s section.
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