If there was a minus five that's what I would give after my recent trip. I am not going to lie..... I don't love this place. I have never had a meal that was even a smidgen better than fine. There is a spicy calamari appetizer that is ok and that's the best that it gets. I am not usually this hard on any place but when I feel concerned for the safety of me and my family I say it's go time.
We went early, as we usually do since waiting in line with a 4 year old can be painful for anyone around us. We were seated by a pleasant young lady and given menus and crayons so were all happy. Our server came quickly to take our drink orders and they also came quickly. Choosing our meals was easy so when our drink arrived we ordered and waited for our soup. When it arrived it was warm and tasted fine and the bread was fresh and the MARGARINE was there. Seriously though..... Margarine? Gross.
So right about now you must be thinking that I am crazy to want to give this place a -5. Just wait......
Our meal arrived the same way it usually does (and one of the reasons I don't generally like this place) about 4 minutes after the soup and salad arrived. There is never enough room for everything on the table and if you aren't done your "all you can eat soup" you get a "so cold you can hardly eat" entree. I suspect it is to keep you from actually eating all you can eat soup or salad.
Around this time my 4 year old stood up and announced to everyone within about 500 metres that she had to pee.... Nothing new here. She and I made our way to the ladies washroom and selected the big stall so we could both go. I went first and as I was finishing up (sorry for TMI but it's important to the story) my daughter said "Momma what is this?" As she reached for something. Know what it was??? A USED NEEDLE HANGING OUT OF THE FEMININE PRODUCT DISPOSAL FLAP IN THE STALL!!!!!! A USED NEEDLE!!!!!! (And yes I know for sure that's what it was). We finished and washed and left.
We returned to the table, had our left overs packed and GTFO. I know that I should have said something but I was so angry I just left. I will acknowledge that there are may reasons that people need to give themselves injections.... And with all due respect I am extremely tolerant (including some diabetic friends that appropriately medicate at my house) but this was so far beyond safe and acceptable that I can't imagine ever returning.
There are so many what ifs.... What if she had grabbed it and gotten pricked? What if I had? What if someone else had? Need I go on? When we left and I told my husband about the situation he asked why I didn't tell anyone, and I should have. I was so upset and concerned for my family that I didn't think of others. I feel sick about about that but need to say that I took a huge wad of TP and shoved it into the flap so it wasn't hanging out. But I should have done more.
Food wise this was one of the better meals I have had. But I don't know if there is anything that could convince me it try again. Or if anyone one there would make an effort to ensure that we do.