Jennifer W.
Yelp
Sara, where are you?
For over a decade, this has been one of my favorite spots for delicious food and the ability to dine with dogs (lots of cozy and heated outdoor space). I had long, fun chats with the staff and gave free dog training advice. But with the absence of Sara (not sure of her spelling) and Finda (also spelling?) over the last month or so, I'm feeling an intense void and realizing the charm of BXL has always been the laid-back servers who don't judge me for ordering a beyond burger and wanting salt.
I avoid most French and Belgian restaurants because I fully expect to be snubbed for being a vegetarian, or just because they feel like fulfilling a cultural stereotype, but no one here has EVER been that way, least of all Sara and Finda. Until now.
I'm hyper aware of things, and often too tuned-in, but in this case I'm absolutely certain they say something to the effect of "pouah, it's zee Americane weeth zee oowful tazte" when they see me coming in. The new people call me the supervegetarian (nope, I eat bacon, most meat avoidance is just about icky texture for me) and once said "we know about you." Granted, they could just say "we won't make that, because we hate you for wanting it," but they didn't, and they HADN'T been overtly rude, until today.
Today I walked in and asked if they could manage my having dinner outside with a huge football crowd (see, I said football, not soccer!) inside, and was assured it would be fine and then got promptly ignored in the cold for over an hour. Never asked if my meal was good or if I needed anything. After an hour and twenty minutes I walked in to pay and was further ignored. So I left, then came back a half hour later to pay my tab. Americane girl weeth bad tazte was angry.
I'm well aware of the oversensitivity, anxiousness, obesity, entitlement, hyperbole and overall perceived obnoxiousness of Americans, and I haven't even traveled (it's a fear thing). I just don't want to be a reminded of it when I dine and drink and pay a fair bit for it. Sara and Finda, please come back. You made me feel accepted. And you would never have left me out in the cold.