The location has great views, no complaints about service, but the menu was like trying to read a foreign language. I swear I was unaware of an entire food group because I couldn't identify half the food ingredients.
I thought I would play it safe with a salad. There was a chopped salad that I could identify all the ingredients but "salumi" which I thought was a typo for "salami". Even though it's childish, I was giddy that even though I might be out of my element, even the best could make typos.
As the waiter walked around the table, I started to dread that salumi could be some kind of fish. Eating a chopped up fish salad sounded gross. Even though I knew I was exposing myself as a drive-by-fancy-restaurant-eater, I asked for reassurance that it was a typo.
Nope. It was really "salumi", which is salami made in Seattle. I ordered the salad but couldn't let the thought go that if it was salami, why not call it that? Was the food company trying to be clever? Was it a clever way to charge more for the same product? In the end - it tasted the same but it wasn't worth the egg on my face to discovery the true nature of the "u".
If you are curious, I got to sample a few other things:
- The lighter portion of the Alaskan Scallops is only *scallop* (eat before you come)
- The Gnocchi was seasoned with "sand", very crunchy.
- The french fries were awesome! (in fairness, I have never had a bad fry)
I wouldn't have had a clue either and no idea what Gnocchi is. Never had scallops. I don't eat out at fancy restaurants either - the nicest I go to once in a blue moon is Olive Garden lol.
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