Dante G.
Yelp
On Sunday, July 2, 2023, at approximately 1345 hours, Nat D. and I, Dante G., responded to Cafecito located at 471 King Street, which is in the jurisdiction of the city of Charleston, county of Charleston, and state of South Carolina, in reference to a culinary coup.
Upon arrival, we entered through the outward opening door centrally located on the A-side of the business. We entered the unexpectedly bright cafe and moved to the point of sale, which was located to the right of the display counter. We were met by an engaging female white.
After a quick look at the menu, I chose a Cuban Cortado and a beef empanada while Nat D. ordered a pressed sandwich and mango juice. The empanada and cortado arrived first. The cortado was excellent. The empanada beef was wonderfully seasoned. While I wasn't super hungry anyway, it was filling. After several more minutes, a young male white rounded the corner with a pressed sandwich and called the name we provided. As I raised my hand, a couple across the small dining area raised their hand and called to the male, despite not being the name that I had provided. They received the sandwich and took a bite out of one half before realizing that it was not their sandwich. After a few moments of trying to figure out how this happened, an older male white approached us and told us that they had made a mistake.
It happens.
Especially when people answer names that are not theirs.
What was concerning, however, was that the older male offered the other half of the sandwich to us. The part that had not been eaten off of.
I politely declined, advising that I do not know those people. We waited for the sandwich to be remade. It was of equal quality to the other items ordered. The mango juice was small for the price paid.
I did not enjoy my visit. The décor was not what I expected from a Cuban café and the service was not up to my standard. The orders, despite being ordered together, arrived at significantly different times. The other patrons were more of an entitled lot, expected for Charleston.
The food was good, but I will not be Havana daydreaming any time soon.
No photographs taken.
End of Report.