Sadly, Margot's seems to have jumped the proverbial shark when it comes to being creatively and innovating-ly disappointing. What was hailed to us as ""the"" best restaurant upon our arrival in Nashville has declined in quality in each of our three visits, and is now forever relegated to the Never Again List. And this is sad because our first visit was not half-bad.\r
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There's not space enough to detail our previous two visits, so I'll detail our third visit, in May 2008. This was the worst of our three visits. The menu sounded as great as it always does, but the dishes we ended up with looked and tasted so generically bland that my wife and I both ate in resigned silence. And getting those plates of food was not a straight forward story--my wife's entree was incorrect and was intended for a table next to us. So, we were left there, me with my food and my wife with nothing. We made do by sharing my entree while we waited the 10 minutes for her food to come out--it was an absolutely ridiculous situation, especially considering the prices Margot is charging. Oh yes, and part of my entree was never plated up, a fact which I didn't confirm until I checked the menu at the exit. \r
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Probably the icing on the cake-of-absurdity, was that Margot's normally-delicious bread was no where to be found. And when I asked about the bread, the server decided not to apologize and explaing that they were out of bread or that the bread had not been delivered that day; instead the server provided us with a basket of the sorriest, stalest bread you can imagine. The focaccia was dry with a decidedly oxidated taste to the olive oil and the sourdough...wow...the sourdough was so dry and stale that I could not even begin to bite into it. Serving food products so inferior and degraded speaks VOLUMES\r
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I'm not into hyperbole, but considering the price, this third visit to Margo may have been our worst dining experience to date
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