Walking through the beach front of Turgutries is a bit like the charity/ hare Krishna scene in Airplane. It's all very nice the owners practically begging you to come and eat there, but it is exhausting saying no, or I'll come back later. So we bypassed the seafront and attacked it from another angle. There we found Imge. It looked very slick and professional. There was a waitress. This may not seem unusual, but it is in this here in Turgutreis. So we thought we would give it a try.
There are 5 of us. This is a problem as most of the tables cater for 4. A wobbly table was provided between my son and myself. This proved useful training for the boat trip we would take the next day.
My laminated menu was comedically stuck together with some jus. A warning sign from the restaurant god if ever there was one. When I ordered and peeled the pages apart to point at my main course the waiter did not bat an eyelid. I should have gathered my family and ran for the hills.
For starters I though I'd go for the fried calamari and for mains I'd have a hot chicken dish with peanuts.
Both tasteless, even squeezing the lemon to death on my fried calamari couldn't help save it. The peanuts were the tastiest part of my HOT chicken meal.
To make matters worse, one course crashed into the other. The plates from the first had to be piled on top of one another like a bizarre restaurant jenga game to make way for the next course.
This was then hurriedly cleared away once we got tucked into our food. On a positive note my wife liked her tuna dish.
Quite disappointed really.
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