Last Saturday we threw Jess’s brother and his fiance an engagement part. I have to say, it was absolutely lovely. It was in Lexington, KY at a little place called Wines on Vine. Jess and I happened upon it in the spring and just fell in love with the staff and their very nice wine selection. Also, their food is really good. The first time we were they we could smell the chef smoking salmon outside. Lucky for us we got some almost right off the grill. For the party we just had basic apps that everyone seemed to love. Jess and I were happy so I guess that’s what’s important.
Now, to the crazy party. That night we went to dinner at a nice little french restaurant. There ended up being 7 of us, which is more people than we normally like to eat out with, but it is not like there were 20 of us. Some of us got there and we ordered wine and a couple apps for the table. We were probably there 45 minutes by the time we ordered our dinner. Nothing out of the ordinary for us.
Well, I don’t know what this place’s problem is but everything went down hill from there. First, I didn’t get my tartar. Which upset me but I was able to straighten it out. Then we waited and we waited and we waited. Finally I got up and spoke to our waiter about our entrees and he assured me they were coming. I was like ok. So, we waited and waited again. It was crazy! From the time we ordered our entrees and actually got them was at least an hour! I actually think it was an hour and half, but it has been a week my memory is going. i would love to say that we ate all these wonderful course in the mean time, but no. One person had a salad and that was it.
We are all starving, or a good portion of us, because it took so long. The food comes out and it looks great for the most part. Then the steak people start to cut in, not one, but three steaks were over cooked. All of them went back. One person ordered a salad so that mean 50% of our entrees were sent back. I mean seriously who is working your grill that you can’t cook a filet to medium. This is elementary in my book.
I ordered duck for dinner. I am very particular about my duck. It better be medium if it is over medium it is going right back to the kitchen. I asked our server how is it prepared. He told me “pink.” I clearly said to him if it is not pink then I will not eat it, I was nice about it. At that point I was still in a pretty good mood. Luckily for me I switched seats in the middle of dinner with the other person that ordered duck. Her’s was grey and gross mine was a little over medium but doable. She is nicer than I am because she ate it.
As I am sitting there pissed off because only half that people at our table our eating. Our waiter comes up to me and says, the manager is sending out free desserts for you if you would just wait a few more minutes. My response, We do not want free dessert. We at this point in time what our check so we can go home and get our guests food that have not eaten dinner. Who in their right mind would have thought we wanted dessert when only half of us ate in the first place! It just baffles me.
I also should have said that after we sent the steaks back the waiter came back to the table. He was attempting to take the blame off himself and put it on the kitchen. If there are any service people reading this, do not do this. It makes you look really bad. I know it is unfortunate that your tip gets cut, but lets be honest. We sent back over 60 dollars worth of food. No matter how much you plead I am not tipping you for food we didn’t eat.
I don’t think I have ever had such a bad dinning experience. Also, just to cap the night off. As we are walking back the Shane and Jarah’s apartment I guy is speeding backwards out of this parking lot and comes with in inches of hitting me. I actually had to scream at him. I am ever so grateful that that day is over.
Hopefully my next post will be something uplifting and light hearted. We will see, who knows.