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| - Yay: The outdoor bar is cute, although 105 degrees and humid prohibits actually *sitting* outside and enjoying a drink.
Yay: Despite the uber-bitchy hostess, we were actually able to get seated on a Friday night at 8 pm right away, although there were inklings of staff resistance.
Yay: Very cute decor.
Boo: It's eight hundred degrees outside, and you know what? When you're a cheap ass with the AC, it's eight hundred degrees INSIDE too.
Boo: The thai spring rolls are like nothing I've ever had, and not in a good way. Kind of cold and flaccid, yet sticky, and filled with little white noodles. Huh? No. Even if it tasted good, it's too close to fellating a cadaver for my taste.
Boo: NO substitutions. NO sauce on the side. Especially -- according to the wide eyed server -- because the owner was there that night. I do not give a rat's ass. I am the customer. If I want a side of sauce, who the hell cares? Pretentious jackass.
Boo/Yay: I am picky about curry. I like it very very very thick, which Fate's was. However, it was actually quite flavorless, a surprise given that the empty takeout container stunk my kitchen up so bad you'd think it would have flavor for days. The tofu was good, though, crispy and not gooey.
Boo: Service? Sucked out loud, especially after we got our entrees. Literally abandoned, we had to get up and actually get a server, any server, so we could get takeaway boxes and the check. The same server never came by twice.
So, you have mediocre food and a staff with the deadly combination of clueless and pretentious. No thank you. I know everyone seems to love Fate, and I wanted to too, but we will not be back.
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