Here it is in a nutshell -- we love our neighborhood. Even after a rather unsavory event occurred on this end of California last night, we ENCOURAGED a group of friends to have dinner here. Several of us showed up early to obtain seating for our group of 14. We were told 15 minutes, and we were fine when it took 25. The timeline from there:
7:30- we sit down.
7:45-50 - waiter approaches table, takes drink and food orders. (This takes awhile because our table is crammed in next to the adjacent one, leaving him no room to maneuver and making our neighbors part of our intimate circle of friends, whether they choose to be or not).
8:05 - one of us asks the bartender/manager on duty where our drinks (or at least waters) are.
8:08 - drinks arrive.
8:20 - (now fully 50 minutes after sitting)- our toddler daughter's macaroni and two appetizers arrive. (Having arrived at 7:05, we originally thought we could get her something to eat and still make a decent bedtime.)
8:20-8:30 - the group is entertained by our daughter eating pasta. Our waiter observed putting the moves on single female in bar.
8:45 - no dinners have arrived yet, 55 minutes after being ordered, and I forego the philly beef sandwich I ordered so I can take my daughter home to go to bed.
9PM - food arrives, and my wife asks the waiter to put mine in a box to go. Fries look attractive on plate, but are mushy and limp, leading to Fry-agra jokes.
9:30 - my wife arrives home to give me my philly beef sandwich, which somehow has transformed itself into a quinoa burger. Not only was my order completely wrong, but the quinoa was overcooked and mushy (i suspect in a microwave) and was not nearly as good as the rice and soy burgers that PCC sells, and those sit in foil under a hotlamp all day...
The servers we encountered were polite, helpful, and rather numerous - the front of the house, at least, was not shorthanded.
Having worked for 8 years in restaurants, I am usually forgiving of newer places -- i want them to succeed -- and i wanted to apprise the manager of our situation. She apologized profusely and then proceeded to do nothing, showing that they really don't need our business anyway. (After all, this location has been such a raging success for the long line of restaurants that preceded Porterhouse . . .)

















































































