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| - I thought I'd give them another go, after a horrid experience on my first visit, thinking perhaps they just had an off night. I was sooo hopeful, trying to capture the wonderment of the Brasa Steakhouse, in Raleigh, NC I visited last year. Sad to say, the second go was an identical replay of the first visit, minus the request we not wait at the bar.
Here is how our evening went:
Despite arriving on time for our reservations for 8pm on a Saturday night, we weren't seated until 9:30pm.
Since they had no available table, we were told we could sit at the bar. But, when we sat at the bar, we were told my 13 year old couldn't sit there, due to an Ohio law. This was a total fabrication and I told the bartender there was no such law. Then she said it was Brasa policy that no kids sit there, stating the bar was valuable real-estate on a Saturday night. (((WTF?))) So, we stood and waited by the door. Occasionally, the hostess apologized for the mix-up at the bar and the fact we had to stand, because they had no seating for waiting families.
When we were finally seated, we perused the salad bar, which had some nice offerings, but some of the food on it had been sitting untouched for some time and was dried out. There were also quite a few empty dishes.
When a server brought our beverages, I inquired about the empty selections on the salad bar, and was told they would be filling them. I again asked, when the first "Groucho" arrived with some sausages. I was told it wasn't his job and didn't know.
When I saw the server who brought us beverages, I asked again, about the empty dishes. At that point, she stated they were not going to refill the bar, because it was past 10pm. But she was sure we would enjoy the meal, nonetheless.
We finished what was on our plates and waited .Mind you, we could see a half-dozen Gauchos trolling about. Just not near our table.
And, we waited...
Finally, two Gauchos arrived at the same time; one with pork loin and one with Turkey! I don't like turkey, so I took some pork and asked about steak. One of the Gauchos said steak would be around.
So, I finished the pork and I waited. Then, I waited some more...
At this point, we'd been sitting at our table for an hour, and maybe ingested 8 oz of meat, if that.The next time we saw meat, it was beef they said was fillet mignon (yeah, right) with a garlic coating, but I swear it was sirloin. I asked for an extra helping, because I was worried that was all the beef I'd get. I was right, too.
The Gauchos brought around more sausage, more turkey, more sausage, most of which I turned away since I wanted more beef. Needless to say, more beef never came.
We ended up leaving because my family was tired of waiting 20 minutes between servings. This place scored a 10/10 on the ridiculous scale!
Well played, Brasa! You got me twice! I will never succumb to your meaty wiles again, I can assure you.
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