Saturday, September 22, 2012

When In Grenada...

You can expect the service at any restaurant to be pretty darn terrible. Something about meals being an affair and relaxing, though I'm starting to believe that was a blatant lie told to all incoming students to prevent too many arguments at restaurants.

I've said it before, when you go out to eat here, you can pretty much expect it to be a 1.5-2+ hour affair every time. Thus we don't go out to eat unless we have lots of time to spare. Tonight was no exception. We were going out to celebrate one of my roommate's birthdays. We even went by about 5:30p in hopes of the place not being crowded and things being quicker. Wrong! We were seated quickly and handed menus momentarily after sitting, but then it took at least 15-20 minutes before anyone mosied over to our table to even get drink orders. Thankfully at that point, everyone was more than ready to order food so at least it was 2 birds, 1 stone!

Another friend showed up considerably late (we didn't actually know he was coming until he arrived) and it took several minutes to get him a menu. Another 15-20 minutes passed before we finally signaled the waitress over to get his order (we kind of forgot he hadn't order while lost on conversation). Shortly after he ordered, our food arrives. Luckily for him, so did his soon after that. I guess it was easy to make just one dish?

Anyhow, we finish eating and are just twiddling our thumbs. We had asked them to store a cake for us, so we were waiting very patiently to be approached again. We waited a long time. In the mean time, the table gets cleared and we continue chatting. Finally she brings the cake and walks away. Now we need matches. She wanders back over several minutes later and we request a fire-making object. She returns and we get the candles lit. She leaves. Well that's great, but now we have a cake but no knife, forks, or plates. So we sit and wait again. Finally she walks over and asks "well is everything okay?" so we politely request the needed items. "Oh," she says. Yeah sorry, we aren't pigs. It takes her quite a long time to gather the supplies and when she finally returns and distributes all the forks, she turns to eye the cake and says "Hmm I guess you need a knife too?" Well yes, that would be helpful.

The good news is the food and the cake were both delicious. So even though the service was the worst I've ever had, the company and the eating was amazing. The cake turned out great for being another toaster oven creation. Chocolate cake (2 layer in a rectangle pan) with chocolate frosting and broken chocolate oreos covering the surface. Yummmm :).

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