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The restaurant is so poorly run and the hostess was so rude that we left before we were seated. My girlfriend and I have reservations for 6:00 for a special night, and we arrived about two minutes early, but our table wasn’t ready yet. We sat down to wait on the chairs by the hostess station in the bar area, and we waited. And we continued to wait. And wait. At 6:15 I asked the hostess if we were going to be seated soon. She smugly told me that was normal to wait fifteen minutes past a reservation time, and didn’t offer us any apologies for being unable to seat us near the time of our reservation. We watched three parties walk by and be seated—at least one with a 6:15 reservation—while we continued to wait; the hostess tried to avoid eye contact. Twenty minutes after our reservation time I asked her if it would be much longer and she finally mumbled an insincere and half-hearted “sorry,” still not deigning to look at us directly. When, at the twenty-two minute mark, she asked us if we wanted to put in an order for an appetizer, we were affronted: we hadn’t been offered a table, a menu, or any sincere apologies—and she was asking us if we’d like to buy an appetizer while they made us wait? It was clear that they were interested in our money, and only our money. At that point, we walked out.
While this isn’t the first time I’ve had to wait for a table with a reservation—though this was the longest I’ve ever waited—what made this particularly frustrating was the attitude of the hostess, who tried to convince me first that it was common practice to be kept waiting fifteen minutes for a reservation, and her total unwillingness to acknowledge that she was inconveniencing us or that the restaurant had done anything wrong. When she told us it was usual to be kept waiting fifteen minutes with a condescending tone of voice it almost seemed like arrogance; she seemed to imply that as a restaurant of their calibre they have the right to treat their customers poorly. (My girlfriend and I just moved to Buffalo from Boston where we routinely ate at more expensive restaurants and we’ve never been treated so poorly.) It pushed us over the top when she offered to let us buy something from out seats in front of the hostess station by the bar; it was as if, by offering us the opportunity to purchase some of their divine food, she was attempting to make amends. Another example of their rampant—and unearned—snobbery. When we told her, at that point, that we were leaving, she just said “okay” and nodded, as if to encourage us to go, as if to say that it was for the best. An awful restaurant. Don’t ever go there unless you want to be treated like you’re worthless.
I wrote to the manager regarding these complaints a month ago and he or she never wrote back.