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| - My family is absolutely Bonkers when it comes to middle eastern Cuisine. We love Thai, Indian, Pakistanian, etc, etc....
If it has spice, we love it.
My parents had eaten at some of the other Aladdins locations in the greater Cleveland area and been very happy. We were ecstatic to find one located just two minutes away from our hotel room this weekend, so we piled into the car and off we went, happily anticipating a wonderful meal.
The Appetizers were great, which is why I gave this place any stars at all. I had the kibbie, which was fantastic, and the salata it came with was delish. My mother got the stuffed grape leaves, also fantastic, and the V-nine vegeatable soup my father had was amazing. My mother ordered an amazing natural energy raw juice thing that looked like poop and tasted like ambrosia.
Unfortunately, it all went down hill from there.
When our entrees arrived, My mother and I (who had ordered the same thing) were dismayed to find that our rice was cold. Thinking on the bright side, we moved our seasoned lamb (which was the right temperature) onto our salad plates so it wouldn't be overcooked in the re-heating and waited patiently for our waitress to come check on us. since there were only two tables in the place including ours, we figured it wouldn't take long. As we waited, we also noted that she hadn't cleared anyone's appetizer plates away, and the table was a little crowded. No problem, we thought, she will get it when she comes.....
If she comes.....
i finished my wine. A big pet peeve of mine is an empty glass at a restaurant. iIshould never run out of water, wine, whatever. At ten percent left, you better come over and ask if I want another.
Still no waitress.
We could hear the hysterical laughter of four or five women coming from the kitchen.
No waitress.
Finally, my mother, who is in poor health, had to get up from the table and go INTO THE KITCHEN to get our waitress because she couldn't get their attention screaming at them over the counter through the doors.
When she got back there and said we would like our waitress, the girl cocked her bimbo head to the side, chomped her gum and stupidly asked...."uhh....why?"
Really. She did. I was there.
We had to remind her to take away the dishes, she forgot my wine and the rice came back almost lukewarm.
After this stellar service, my very mild mannered and ultimately polite father got up to pay the bill, and explained to the proprieter why he was reluctant to leave a tip. He was informed that (get this) the waitress had told her we were rude and Argumentative. The proprieter had actually not only listened to this babblecrap coming from an obviously incompetent 16 year old, she actually had the audacity to REPEAT IT TO HER CUSTOMER!!!! How dare she accuse my sweet natured parents of being rude just because we wanted our hot food to be hot, our glasses to be replenished and our dirty dishes to be cleared away?? Even after retrieving our service from the kitchens, my parents were still polite, saying plase and thank you and smiling.
YOU WILL NOT TALK TO MY PARENTS THAT WAY!!!!!
The food was mediocre, the service was piss-poor and the ambience was lacking. I'm not impressed, and i would never choose to line the pockets of such poorly mannered scumbags.
SO THERE!!!
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