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| - Had a horrible experience at dbar tonight. My first time here, went with a friend that comes often and another from out of town.
On the plus side, the atmosphere is a great upscale Toronto vibe. Despite everything, if you're looking for a great spot for a date this place fits the bill aesthetically.
But the service sucks, and the food isn't much better.
We had a waiter of average personality who didn't appear to care much about our experience. When we were deliberating over the menu, instead of recommending or asking questions he seemed visibly annoyed and told us he would give us a minute to think about it before walking away.
Ok, whatever. We were having a good time anyway.
When the guy comes back, we're still undecided and so we ask for a recommendation and he curtly tells us the "wings and the ribs are good." I mean, I've seen servers at Kelsey's with more excitement about their menu than this dude. Fine, we order the wings and ribs.
To be fair, we polished them off in short order. Pretty delicious, no complaints on that course! We were excited to try our mains.
Two of us opted for the fried chicken sandwich. The other went with lamb and mint sausage on a bed of lentils. The sausage was small and skinny, and looked like a breakfast sausage link. The lentils were tasty.... but they were just lentils. The dish felt like a lunch special at a salad bar in a food court. Puzzlingly mediocre.
My fried chicken sandwich was a disappointment after the great apps. I understand that fried chicken sandwiches are not the pinnacle of haute cuisine, but again I was left with a complexity of flavour that was similar to what I might expect at like... Big Smoke burgers at the eaton centre. Edible, and not bad, but bland and uninspired.
The fries on the other hand, were the WORST. They were diner fries - the same cut and style that you might get with a burger at Denny's. Served with a ramekin of plain ketchup that tasted like French's. Pretty awful.
So now the worst part - my friend's chicken sandwich is RAW throughout. I'm not talking about a gingerly cooked breast with a little pink... I'm talking FREAKING raw, sinewy and red in the middle.
At this point we're getting flustered, and after trying to flag down our server unsuccessfully we hand it off to a bus boy.
The server shows up a few minutes later to ask if we'd like it re-made, or if we wanted anything else. Fine, standard move... I expected a more sincere apology given the level of disgusting that they had served, but whatever. My friend was not hungry after having chewed on the rubbery innards of a raw chicken breast, and requested only a drink. The manager then came by to apologize so that was appreciated.
So the food was a miss, but we were having drinks and a good time and so forgot all about it shortly after.
Finally we're ready to go, so my friend requests the bill. The server shows up and hands us the bill... and it's only about $150 for our alcohol with no food on it. So at this point we chalk everything up to a busy night, and we're pleased with this seemingly classy move. The food was about $100 worth, and it seemed generous but fitting to comp it for having served us dangerously inedible food.
So we're talking and walking towards the valet stand, when the server and security chase us down in the hall and insist that we're trying to skip out on the bill! We're pretty damn confused, and the server explains that he thought our friend had wanted a 'split' bill, which makes no sense because it included everyone's drinks and none of the food.
We're obviously embarrassed and pissed that this scene has been made, and ask to speak to the manager, who is UTTERLY unapologetic and extremely rude. He did not apologize and dug in his heels that this 'miscommunication' was no big deal and we just needed to settle up.
Obviously we did, and got out of there. We won't be going back for another episode of amateur hour at the four seasons.
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