that’s what we got today at Rockola Grille. I don’t know if the waitress was new but it sucked. I am reminded how much I abhor bad waitservice and L was scaring her, hovering near red on the Show Out meter. waitresslady was avoiding us and popping up all over everywhere except near our table.
We asked for the No Smoking section and in restaurants they just really need to call it the Smoking and Second Hand Smoking section because smoke doesn’t recognize boundaries.
JLo asked for a vegetarian something, anything, which is when we realized that they menu didn’t even have a plain meatless salad on the menu. He had to beg and plead for a veggie sandwhich, and they charged him Phillly Cheesesteak price for bread, lettuce and tomatoes.
The manager catered to our needs and we ate for free, but I would have rather paid for a good dining experience.