Where do we start? Well for starters we walked in and I wasn't thrilled by the smirks the hostess gave my wife and I made me feel very unwanted. After waiting a while to be tended to even though we were standing right in front of her she finally asked if we needed help. When I asked for a table for two she told us that they didn't have any tables and that they were fully booked and that the wait would be at least an hour. But as my wife and I looked around the whole restaurant, we couldn't help but notice how empty the place was. Strange that the few guest that were occupied were dressed up and white. I own a business myself where I wear sneakers for a living and I'm often dressed very casually. The funny part about the sneaker thing is the sneakers my wife and were wearing are probably worth more than most the suits in there when we walked in.
Feeling disappointed and discriminated against.