Oh boy, here we go. I've been WAITING to arrive at this part in our trip... Mainly because nothing disappointed me more. Date: 2nd day into our trip. Time: Dinnertime... one of the most crucial times for me, honestly, particularly when traveling. I had been surviving the full day off of various types of caffeine and a bag of Doritos, and I was more than ready for a decent meal. Thankfully (so we thought) there was a "5-star" steakhouse attached to the hotel we were staying at. You'll see what I put the quotation marks around "5-star" in a moment. Ah, take note of the look of absolute joy on my sister's face in the above photo, because rest-assured that it did NOT last when we reached the dining room. Since the restaurant was supposedly fancy and high-end, we both broke out our dresses and really put some effort into our appearances (not saying that we don't to begin with but- we really kicked it up a notch).
Little did we know, we were dressing for disappointment. Upon going downstairs and into the restaurant, we were greeted with a dim (and empty) dining room. Fear not; the restaurant was still open. Spying all the empty tables, we assumed it would be quick and easy, in and out. HA. Nope. We were put on a 30 minute waiting list and sent back into the hotel lobby to gawk at the over-priced and bare-boned menu. When we FINALLY were seated at our table, my sister and I had already been 'sitting pretty' for awhile and we were getting restless. My dad had warned us that it was a fancy restaurant and to keep our manners about us; but we couldn't help but persistently giggle as the adults around us messed up their orders and as the waiter persistently re-filled our water glasses to over-flowing. Let's get to the shitty part of this tale, shall we? The. Food. Enough said. OH MY GOD, it was horrible. My dad knew my sister and I were picky eaters, so for an appetizer he thought he'd play it safe and get us onion rings. Traditional, delicious- nothing could go wrong, right? WRONG! The alleged onion "rings" looked more like gigantic plastic bracelets that had been deep fried and were presented to us as an entire onion. My sister and I grudgingly tried the "rings", but shared expressions of horror and disgust when we bit into them. They were the actual worst. My sister looked like she was about to cry- and now you know why no more photos were taken that night. The meal in and of itself was horrible for everyone. The steaks were all grizzle and everything (including the mashed potatoes and pasta) tasted like it had been soaked in garlic for years on end. It was pungent and disgusting. To top everything off... the presentation of the plate was f*cking TERRIBLE. Right in the middle of the plate (in between the steak and lump of potatoes) was a full, un-chopped cooked carrot. The sight amused everyone at the table but the taste was anything but funny.... unless you consider funny to be almost dying from over-abundance of ginger and needing to choke down a glass of water (courtesy of the ever-looming waiter) in a hurry. The highlight of the night was my sister dumping an entire glass of water across our table after many warnings to not move. Thank you for highlighting the shittiest evening in SF, Ashleigh.
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