29 August 2000
- We had dinner at Globe again last night, and it was totally unlike any previous visit. We reserved a table for seven for 20h30, and arrived right on time, but were informed that there was no table ready. By 21h00 we were genuinely interested in a table, and noticed that there were two perfectly suitable unused tables. Upon inquring about this situation, we were informed that they were both for 21h30 reservations. Uh-huh. Er?
No worries, though, we were served reasonably soon thereafter, and right away George noticed that there was broken glass between our plates. It seems that the guy that set the table broke a glass and didn’t bother to clean it up; the maitre’d reprimanded him right at the table, which was… unnecessary… but then they had to re-set 1/3rd of our table following a fairly detailed cleanup. Sigh.
By 22h00 I think we’d managed to order some food (though perhaps just drinks). Within 15 or 20 minutes two or three fully suited, oxygen-tanked, axe-wielding firemen go tromping into the kitchen, la la la. They left reasonably soon, so I don’t think there was an actual fire (perhaps they just wanted dinner?). Sigh.
The remainder of the evening was less dramatic; the waiter was new, I think, so everything was an “excellent choice” or “very good”. The specials just didn’t have the same sort of vivid descriptions that they usually do. On the other hand, the food itself was up to their usual standards. www.bury-me-in-a-torte.com
- I’ve been spending a lot of time at the office lately. I’m going home right now.
