My husband and I have been traveling full time for a couple of years now and always stop into Florence, OR when we are on the 101. One of our favorite pizza joints in town USED TO BE 1285 Restobar; however, over the past year, we've noticed a significant decline in food quality, service, and now even safety of items that we bring to the restaurant. Knowing that restaurants, like all businesses, have off-days, we have continued our patronage to this restaurant, but after 4/5 of our past experiences have been poor, we finally have given up.
The Highlight Reel:
--Extremely rude bartender on 3 of the occasions. Sometimes she has to wait on tables. Unfortunately, 3 of the times we ate there, she was assigned to our table. She made us wait 25 minutes one day to take our drink order. She never asked us how our (poor quality) food was during two of the occasions. And on the final interaction we had with her (last year), she argued with us about the food's quality when we complained.
--The pizza has gone dramatically downhill. When we first came across Restobar two years ago, we LOVED their pizza; however, the pizza accurately represents the law of diminishing returns in that on each sequential visit after the first, the pizza became less palatable to the point where we will no longer return to the restaurant. Over the past year, especially, we've noticed declines in the quality of the pizza and the way that it has been cooked. You can't ask much from a roller pizza oven (1995 wants its pizza oven back!) I get that, but the continual decline in quality raised flags for us. When we first visited the restaurant, the crust was crispy and perfectly held the toppings. Each subsequent visit after that included a gradual decline in crust crispiness leading to impotent pizza syndrome where you pick up a piece, and the entire pizza falls downward, and off the toppings go! The decline in pizza quality was exasperated by the over-saturation (to the point of sogginess) of the crust by oils (from added oil put on the pizza or melting oils from poor-quality cheeses) and the lack of doneness of the crust.
--Our final encounter with the pizza was awful: the crust was not thoroughly cooked, the mozzarella was solid and not melted, and the crust was dripping with oil. We ordered a Margherita pizza. Let me underline the significance here of what uncooked crust does to the human body: As a raw agricultural product, flour hasn't been treated to kill germs like E.coli, thus raw dough can contain disease-causing bacteria.Also, raw starches make our digestion processes slower and less complete because their molecules do not undergo physical changes (gelation) that disrupt their cellular structure to make them more digestible. Furthermore, when we eat raw flours, we're unable to extract the nutritional benefits from the starches which then pass to our colon where bacteria must ferment the remaining indigestible starches, leading to abdominal discomfort and cramping. Both we experienced after our final visit.
--A few days ago, we decided to give Restobar one last try--hoping that their pizza quality had gotten better since our final visit and that we wouldn't have to be served by the rude bartender. Thankfully, we didn't get stuck with the bartender. However, the pizza was pretty bad, as mentioned above. However, something unusual happened on this occasion: My husband brought in a small bag with two kitchen products that we purchased across the street, just moments before entering the restaurant. The small white bag was sat on the table during our entire meal. After we ate the lousy pizza, we got up to leave the restaurant. As the last person to leave the table, I surveyed it and didn't notice any of our belongings left on the table. The waitress had already cleared off our plates, so the table was noticeably empty, minus the pizza stand that was remaining with the leftover pizza we refused to take home. After leaving the restaurant, we drove away from Florence and made no other stops on the way back to Newport. Once home, we realized that our small white bag was missing. We called the restaurant, and the woman who answered the phone said no waitresses had turned in a bag with our items. We were baffled knowing the restaurant was not busy when we left that day, and that as I was leaving, the waitress headed to our table to clean it and pick up her tip/receipt (so there would be little to no time for anyone to have stolen the bag if it were remaining on the table before she got there). No one at the restaurant had any idea what happened to the bag. This leads us to draw two conclusions: 1) the waitress may have accidentally removed it from the table with the plates and napkins when she first cleaned the table (that would explain why I didn't see it on the table when I left and thus, assumed my husband had it.) 2) Someone (in a non-busy restaurant) stole our bag of items.
With all this in mind: we wont be back. read more