It takes an exceptionally bad experience for you to still hate a restaurant 14 years after the experience.
I had that at the Wild Ginger. I aggressively encourage people to not go there.
My wife and I went to dinner before the Seattle Symphony back in 1992. We were pretty poor and that was our big splurge.
While we were ordering, our waiter asked us "What vegetable would you like with that?". We didn't realized the entrées came with vegetables and my wife said very clearly and loudly "Oh, I didn't realize it came with vegetables". The waiter heard and said something to affirm our understanding that he was asking about vegetables with the entrée.
We both ordered and when our orders came we had two entrée sized plates of vegetables.
The bill came and sure enough, we were charged for entrées AND two vegetables.
The bill took all of our available cash for the evening.
The waiter very clearly heard us and mislead us hoping to get a bigger tip. That is easily the sleaziest experience I have ever had. I told the manager about this who hemmed and hawed and offered to cut the vegetable cost from the bill but failed to understand the key point: his waiter lied and misled us.
Oh, and by the way, the food was singularly OK. Not worth the prices, even aside from the deceitful waitstaff.
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