Decent food, really great service, awesome sky and water view, perhaps worth the high prices.
But when you arrive a bit ahead of standard dinner time on a weeknight and the place is deadly quiet with only one other couple there and the hostess tries to slap you down at a table three feet away from the other couple so that the two of us and the two of them can practically hear each other breathe, we consider that a hard slap to the face since no one enjoys that ... you can't enjoy your night out with mate much if you can't even chat quietly without feeling overly intimate with the other couple, what with the four of us practically on stage for each other.
When I asked the hostess to move us away just a bit, with a bit of huff and chill she said she could only move us over one table because they only had one server, as if I expected to be moved an acre away. That's fine, I said, and thanked her warmly, but this was met with more huff and chill.
By the way, there were two servers, a very capable, gracious and wonderful server who left nothing unattended to, and a pleasant, also capable, new young server he was training. They managed to serve us extremely well, even though they had to take perhaps five extra steps to do so than if we had been sitting on top of the other couple.
You know, in a crowded, noisy restaurant, we don't at all mind being seated very near others since a high level of pleasant convivial noise is not only festive feeling, it also allows you a kind of cocoon for private conversation. But it's just downright rude to jam two couples close together inside the morgue-like silence of an empty restaurant, and I'm sick and tired of being nice about restaurants doing it, especially when the fare is costly.
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