I'm really really done with Original Joe's this time.
Really. No more chances.
If anyone followed along last summer on my blog, I encountered bone chips in my turkey wrap at the Kensington location. The server said 'oh there shouldn't be bone chips ...'
Thanks, Tips.
The bone chips broke a temp crown I had on my back molar. I was leaving for Toronto the next day for a gig with Molson and couldn't get it taken care of until the Saturday of the Labour Day long weekend. Yeah ... whole tooth removal on a long weekend.
Eff.
People have worse problems, I know.
Anyhow, I swore to never set foot in that restaurant again. But I do like OJ's food and figured I would give another location a shot (this even after questionable service at the Stephen Avenue location for only a beer).
The food was delicious. I had the lettuce wraps (although I can't for the life of me figure out why they went with Romaine lettuce instead of the easily wrappable iceberg leaves) and Chelsea went for the fish tacos.
We started with the very spicy (perfect) spinach and red pepper dip and finished with the OJ's Dirt Pie.
The food was delicious. It was a fabulous meal, start to finish. My sincerest compliments to the boys in the kitchen.
The service, however, sucked. Terrible. Brutal.
Surly. Unfriendly. Lack of attention. Outright ignored us at times.
Like Chelsea said on Twitter, if you can't be at least friendly, you probably shouldn't bother with a job in serving.
Seriously, OJ's. Never again.