Sebastian T.
Yelp
We are no strangers to paying a hefty price for a fine meal, but this was not one of those times. This was just legal theft.
We thought a Valentine's Day dinner, poolside at a charming boutique hotel, sounded like a wonderful idea. No. Just no.
Chi Chi was not easy to find. It's hidden on a dark street, with almost no lighting or signage, no "open curb" in front and no valet parking.
Once inside the tiny indoor bar/dining area, the noise level was through the roof. There was absolutely nothing charming about the room.
Outdoors, where we were seated, was equally unappealing. Poor lighting. Stone tables and benches. No place mats or tablecloths. No flickering little candles or tiny vases of cut flowers. No place settings or even salt and pepper shakers . . . . Just a cold, plain stone table and a bench. The area had not even been swept, so there were leaves and branches everywhere and the staff had to haul over huge heating lamps once we were seated. We felt like we were dining in a utility shed.
The food? A Prix Fixe menu that looked reasonable but was not. We started with a half dome of solid iceburg lettuce, smothered in blue cheese, with a couple of cherry tomatoes on the side, which they called a "Baby Wedge Salad." OK. Nothing special but not much there to screw up either.
The mains were a disaster and I think chef was trying to hide them. The mediocre steak was hidden under a pile of arugula and had no flavor. My soggy, limp whole Branzino, not even deboned, was also completely hidden under . . . something. Flavorless mush. Both dishes included a "fingerling potato." Note my use of the singular, there.
Desert was a ramakin of crème Brule, with a couple of berries and a squirt of Reddi Whip. Add 2 beverages, 2 coffees and a tip and the bill for all of this came to an astounding $378.00. We had to wait forever for the server to actually bring a bill, though
I will say that everyone was very, very nice. I love it when they smile while picking your pocket.