I used to get dragged to this totally mediocre restaurant whenever\r
friends insisted on sitting out on their 'fabulous patio', which in\r
reality is an exposed, crowded, ambience-free holding pen for saps who\r
wouldn't know good Mediterranean food if it were handed to them on a plate. \r
Never mind the bad meals, the rude waiters, the food you were\r
served that you never ordered, or the food you ordered but were never\r
served. That was, until the day the maitre d' (if such a low-class\r
joint can indeed be said to have such a position) refused to seat\r
three of us until the fourth member of our party arrived. Call me\r
crazy, but adding insult to the injury of their food and service was\r
the last straw for me, and I vowed never to go back.\r
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Fast forward 10 years, when I stupidly agreed to try it again, just a\r
few weeks ago, thinking that it must have changed hands, or at least\r
learned something about restauranteur-ism in the intervening decade,\r
if only by osmosis from the many superior restaurants within spitting\r
distance. Well, as the adage goes, you can't teach an old dog new\r
tricks, and apparently it was business as usual -- that is to say, bad\r
-- in this doghouse. After seating us on the 'fabulous patio', we were\r
told that if we were only going to order dessert, we'd have to sit\r
somewhere else! In disbelief, we took it up with the management, who\r
told us helpfully that if we didn't like it, we could always leave!\r
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Which we were only too pleased to do. A short walk down the stairs and\r
across the plaza brought us to Il Fornaio, where we were seated not\r
only promptly and courteously, but on their lovely landscaped outdoor\r
patio, a veritable oasis compared to Santorini's swill-pen. And when\r
the desserts arrived -- without mistakes or delays -- they were\r
transcendent. Something Santorini's owners wouldn't know the meaning\r
of.
Pros: what can I say?
Cons: food, service
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