to be an upscale choice and we stopped for dinner.
The server first tried to put us in a table so tiny you could not play monopoly on it, much less have a meal. It was the second table on the right, next to the table at the window. Claustrophobic trigger warning!
When I asked for a different table, we were moved promptly.
The server was mostly pleasant, the food was unremarkable and although the menu was attractive, the food felt far short of where it should have been for the pricing.
We were still eating when a young man came and stood very close to the table and put out his hand in a flat gesture, in a peremptory manner, indicating we were to hand to him the used bread dishes. Wow.
A bit later, we were finishing the meal and the same young man grasped my husband's plate, even as the fork was mid-air. I said, Excuse us, please, but we are not quite done yet, we'd like few more minutes.
The young man withdrew and shortly thereafter, the server came to the table with a tight smile and said, "So was that few more minutes satisfactory to you?"
Maybe it was just the uncharacteristically hot weather but the staff seemed aggravated and in a rush and as the restaurant was not one quarter full, I felt it was unnecessary to use thinly veiled sarcasm under the guise of hospitality.
The restaurant was so much less than we hoped it would be and the calimari was very tough and there was too much sauce on the chicken parmesan.
We would probably not return.
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