David Wilson
Google
Cervantes was once a legend for late night meals. The waiters used to dress in old school uniforms — and were very efficient (though also not particularly talkative).
What I most loved was the simple, impeccable food and chief among the best dishes on the menu was Cervantes’ signature sandwich: thickly sliced roast beef, pate and grilled caramelised pineapple.
This evening I returned to Cervantes after many years and my first impression was how shabby the place looked. It was no longer charming but just cheap — most notably the hideous ceiling and faux brick walls.
Anyway, I ordered the roast beef sandwich and asked the waiter three times (on my translator) if the pineapple was grilled. Each time he gave me the thumbs up sign signifying yes.
However, what arrived was a poor version of the original sandwich with wet, sloppy pineapple in the middle. I never send things back but this time, frustrated that I had asked three times about the sandwich, I did.
A long time later the sandwich came back. It looked even worse the second time. Really really disappointing.