(sigh)
OK, I don't usually frequent super upscale restaurants, but from time to time I find myself in a white tablecloth place where dining is an art. In those places I love that the wait staff shields me from a coffee spill while pouring by placing a linen napkin between me and the cup, or by silently and swiftly using their tiny scraper to whisk crumbs from the tabletop. Recently I was dining at one of these places and made inquiry concerning the whereabouts of the powder room and was addressed as "Madame" in the reply. "Madame"?????? My, oh, my.
All this aside, I was reading an article in a magazine recently about author John Kenney's dining experience at Masa, which evidently is New York's answer to third-degree burns. After waiting months for a reservation, you will be looked upon with disdain if you are a minute late -- their "on time" policy gives one pause to reflect. Masa is a sushi restaurant with no menu -- the chef decides what you will be served and when, and you may or may not even be offered dessert. Their call. For all this snobbery you pay dearly -- lunch for two can run upwards of $800 while dinner can be in the $1,000 range. From the sounds of it, John Kenney and his wife between them were offered and consumed about four ounces of food, for which they paid $839 after being chastised for their minute-late arrival.
After a meal like that, I would have had to be in Mickey D's drive-through for a quarter pounder value meal, which would have set me back about four bucks.
(sigh)
2 comments:
Yours is one of the best blogs I've come across. It's always interesting, a little off-beat, at times emotional, often hilarious. I look forward to checking in a couple of times a week to see what's happening with SLK and southersighs1.
anybody's nuts to pay those prices but even crazier to be looked down on. whatever happened to CUSTOMER service and not just service?
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