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| - The refurbished Barcelona Hotel and Casino now known as Siegel Suites appeared clean and security guard, slot attendants and casino staff were cheerful and helpful.
So, why the one star?
THE RESTAURANT!
My husband and I went in on a Sunday morning around 11am to try the new soul food kitchen and the wait staff was fine, but the food was an insult and I believe the cook deliberately adulterated the food. We received a lot of hostile attitude from two other restaurant goers, there were 5 other people in there besides us.
I ordered the eggs and shrimp. Hubby ordered eggs over medium, English muffin well done. Despite the lack of business in the restaurant, it took more than 45 minutes to get the food.
I joked: "They are out catching my shrimp."
The food finally arrived. My eggs were very runny and had an off/oily taste to them. Hubby's eggs were barely cooked, (Note to Chef: SALMONELLA KILLS!), and the English muffin hadn't even seen a toaster. Hubby asked for the eggs to be over medium and when the return dish was slung on the table, the eggs looked like two dried out hockey pucks.
I never dreamed, until now, of someone using food as a weapon.
We were disappointed and disgusted at what appeared to be a "middle finger" salute to people who wanted to enjoy breakfast.
When it came time to pay the bill, we couldn't find the server but I heard a great deal of
loud, "gotcha" laughter from the kitchen. The security guard summoned the waitress so I could pay the bill, and the female chef, what an angry, ugly, violent, soul-scarred woman, came out, jerking her chin at us, bobbling her head, eyes hard and angry and puffing out her chest like an pouter pigeon and her hands on her hips.
We left and within twenty minutes I urgently had stomach issues and for the next three days I couldn't get far from a restroom. Later that day as I clenched my stomach in agony, I understood the "gotcha" laughter, the attitude and the chin jerking. She may have put dish soap - or worse - in my food. I don't even want to think about it.
To the Chef: GET HELP, YOU'RE A SERIOUSLY DISTURBED WOMAN.
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