Kyle R.
Yelp
Posting this review before I've even eaten the food because the restaurant is so appalling, which is NOT the fault of the hardworking ladies behind the counter.
The least of their worries was that the menu, handwritten on a dry-erase board, is disorganized and inconspicuous enough that another customer mistook what appeared to be an elementary schooler's display about the Philippines, which contained pictures of a few Filipino dishes, for the menu. I do not know why the child's Philippines project was displayed in the restaurant. Additionally, the menu board was placed at knee height next to a stool so that part of it was inevitably erased by customers climbing on and off the stool, causing the beleaguered staff to have to orally list a dozen-ish chicken wing flavors for one customer that I personally saw.
There are flies inside the restaurant which are currently in my hair and pant legs.
They are out of boneless chicken, of which half the menu is apparently comprised. Overheard another customer order some other ingredient they were out of. They were also out of something else, which was disclosed to me when I picked up my food.
There was a pot on the floor. It was not empty. Let's charitably assume it was used cooking oil not to be served.
When I placed my order, I was told my order would be ready in 25 minutes. I returned 30 minutes later, and waited more than 20 more minutes.
There were 2 employees drowning in phone calls, point of sale, cooking, and cleaning, in addition to having to tell customer after customer that a large portion of the menu was unavailable. One of them was obviously new, which is not inherently bad. They were doing their best but could not possibly have kept up. Those poor women were set up for failure.
The place is woefully insufficiently stocked and staffed. The worst part wasn't the erased menu or the flies or the nearly hour-long wait for 20 chicken wings. It was the queasiness I felt for the employees. I was looking forward to having a place so near my house that I could walk to when I didn't feel like cooking. Shame.