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| - If you possess these qualities, you should NOT work as a server:
* An inability to make eye contact
* A constant distaste for all humanity
Okay, I'm being harsh. The server was not rude or hateful just... what's the adjective for "does not give a sh*t if you lived or died"? And no, I do not want to say she was indifferent.
I arrived at the table only to wait about 15 minutes (luckily that time was filled with lovely conversation with other members of the party) to just get a drink order in. And it wasn't because she asked, I had to stop her as she cleared away other glasses or was dropping off food for the others. The same went for ordering food. As more people showed up, the less I saw her. I observed as others had to flag her down, to no avail, until they managed to get the attention of another server, This happened more than once.
Here's the thing: you WANT my money! I'm willing to exchange said money for goods and services but that transaction can only occur if you come by once in a while and say "Can I get you anything?" or in the very least the abridged version "We good?"
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I ordered the "poutine". It hits the spot like a mother effer. Why the quotation marks? Well, it's to not upset the poutine traditionalists out there. Cadillac's poutine is made with mozzarella and cheddar cheese (not cheese curds) and was baked. Very tasty and very large - best to share... or gorge, whatever.
The amaretto sour was and is the perfect drink for me and my patio. Theirs didn't taste too alcoholic... I'm still determining if that was a win or a fail. It was refreshing nonetheless. Speaking of patio! Holy crap is this one huge. Few patios have as many sections as this place and few can boast the possiblity of actually getting lost on the patio. Dare I say, it was epic.
I won't fault this place completely on the one server. And I'm also sure she isn't like that ALL the time. She couldn't possibly... right?
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