A once brilliant sun set lazily to the west while the cloud-stripped azure sky reflected an orange hue backdrop to the neon glow of deco-rises as we headed off to enjoy our must-do meal, rather ""dining event,"" at the widely acclaimed B/G. The build up was formidable: raves from biz associate, decent web write-ups (missed the awful ones), & a nice reservation process and day-of confirmation. Initial impressions being what they are, we were there on a weeknite ~7:30 & the first person to welcome us warmly & open the door was a casually dressed man with a noticeable pack of Marlboro's tucked in his Van Heusen-esque shirt pocket. Once inside at the inviting bar, we were deftly served a round of drinks & nicely treated as newcomers. Even the hostess made us feel at ease & unhurried. Yet following our graceful entrance into the center ring- our joy began to jade. First off was the table for two. Set wider between two diners than it should be, we struggled to see each other & wondered if we'd be still be in the same zip code by meal's end. Not to worry, the hostess kindly moved us to another even more inviting corner table. But beware, as we were to find, it lack a back to the bench (only) seat. Awkward & unsuitable for a comfortable evening, we asked for & got a 2nd chair & my partner was at least upright to eat. Then came the Chopped Salad (decent by most stnds). But a bone-in rib eye for 2 turned out to be tough, under-cooked (almost raw) vs our M/R request & upon complaint they quickly took it back & it came out perfect pink yet the meat was still sinewy and chewy- we couldn't stomach it, not @ $100. As consolation, they threw in a free $29 Chocolate Grand Canyon, which tasted store-bought and although we took the remains to go, we found the nearest park to give it a home for some needy soul. Interestingly they called the next day to follow-up. Listening intently, I genuinely believe they were sorry. Service good yet forget sparklers & hoopla & just get the food right.
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