Four of us popped in for a dinner on Friday night – no booking but we were immediately ushered to a table – restaurant was half-empty.
We sat in a booth, surrounded by graffitied-walls – a bit claustrophic and I felt like I was dining with the homeless @ Flinders St Station – I’m sure some people would like this décor, but not my style. The rest of the restaurant was quite tasteful with a lovely Italian theme.
The Maitre D’ immediately took our drinks order (good start), then it descended into an scene from Faulty Towers.
We sat for almost 15 minutes waiting for a menu – I began to wonder if it was just a bar, not a restaurant. My husband got up and grabbed menus from the bar and asked the Maitre D if it was OK for him to take them? The Maitre D’ then clapped his hands loudly above his head and an Italian waiter scuttled over to take our drink order (again). He said he’d check on the drinks (which he didn’t). Then snatched our drinks menu and scuttled off again (making it difficult to order a bottle of wine).
Another 10 minutes later with no waiter in sight, we asked ‘how are those drinks going?’ to the Maitre D at the bar. Meanwhile trying to read the faded menus in the dark.
Given the shabby service, we started to doubt how long it would take to order/get our meals. We decided to drink up (when we finally got the drinks) then paid up and left. Can’t comment on the food as we didn’t want to take the risk.
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