Alexandra Paglia
Google
A Masterclass in How NOT to Run a Restaurant
If there was a category for “train wreck,” this place would be the cover photo.
We walk in ready for a nice dinner — instead, we get the menu version of The Hunger Games. Out of burrata, meatballs, clams, mussels, and “every” salad. Our “artichoke appetizer” arrives minus the promised salsa verde but with a free side of hair. Cute.
The lobster SLIDERS? Supposed to be on brioche. Came on a stale sesame roll that looked like it had been sitting since last week. Fries? No Old Bay, served in what looked like a potato chip bowl from a backyard BBQ.
But wait — the best part — two girls stroll in after us, order salads, and magically get them.
Two hours later, our waitress says, “No chicken wings, but we can give you grilled chicken.” Fine. Except 30 more minutes pass and still nothing. Their “make it up to us” plan? Offer free dessert for four people… and bring two slices of cake. Math clearly isn’t their strong suit.
Then a kid hands us our entrees to go — one of them missing the chicken entirely. At this point, it’s comedy. We go inside to say the service and food were terrible, and an older woman (manager? owner? neighborhood grump?) starts screaming at us to get out. Saying they can’t accommodate us and to go somewhere else. The RUDEST, most inappropriate, disrespectful woman I have ever came in contact with. Zero apology.
This place opened 10 days ago and should close down immediately. Truly embarrassing and pathetic.
AVOID AT ALL COSTS !!!!