Came in last week with my girlfriend, a retired doctor from Paris, France to celebrate our one year anniversary of meeting in your restaurant. The young lady with long hair, and I believe a baseball cap who took care of us can vouch what wonderful people we were and how much she laughed with us
We came back on Sunday again to celebrate and the high tops that I always sit in were taken. You had parties all over the place on Sunday so we sat at the two top up by the front window to the left of the bar. A young man came over with the menus. We had two plates put on our table And we ordered when the appetizer was brought to the table. I had to go chase the girl down that brought the appetizer and ask her for napkins, forks, and knives because we had no implements put on our table. We ate the meatball appetizer on the two little plates were covered with sauce when we were done. So we needed two clean plates to eat the Cauliflower Tuscany pizza. The Dr is gluten-free and allergic to gluten. We couldn't find that young man that was the server we looked around we couldn't find him and all your servers were in the back with the baby shower so I called the restaurant hoping somebody would answer and would bring over two fresh plates so we could eat the pizza while it was still warm. When that young man found out that I was calling the restaurant, he badmouthed me and said what's the matter with me all you had to do is find me and I'd bring your plates so you don't have to call the restaurant. I told him we were looking for a minute and we couldn't find him or anybody else so I called the restaurant. He then told everybody at the bar can you imagine this guy calling the restaurant for two plates? Imagine this guy. I called him over and said young man I've been coming here for 25 years. I knew Benny when he was washing tables. I had my Wedding here. And then told him that the cauliflower pizza wasn't cut, and we couldn't pull it apart or cut it with the butter knives that were given to us .... his comment was I didn't make it for you. I just served it to you. I said you're a real punk get the hell out of here and keep away from my table. We couldn't eat the cauliflower Tuscany pizza because we couldn't pull it apart and it had just gotten twisted up on the plate so we left it. From that young man coming back to my table asking me how old I am and why am I so immature some bald headed dude at the bar with two beer drinking witches started calling me all kinds of names and told Dr. Boccara to run far away from me. The bald headed guy was telling me I was a loser and a scumbag and a dirtbag and I told him to go fuck off.
In the 25 years I've come to your restaurant I've never ever had anything like this happen ever. You can check with Benny. I've never had a problem or words with anybody in your restaurant ever, but that young dude that was serving us on Sunday should be fired immediately. He's arrogant and he's an asshole and at this point I don't know if I could come back to your restaurant if he's still working there. It almost became a bar brawl. My girlfriend from Paris is retired, internal medicine, doctor, and psychiatrist and well known in Paris for her skills. It was embarrassing for her to see this yelling match and the worst of Americans. We got up. I left the cash for the Bill and we walked out and left that pizza on the table all ripped apart and messed up. It's supposed to be a beautiful afternoon celebrating our year anniversary, but it turned into something I've never experienced in my life.
My wife Ronnie died in March 2023 after six brain surgeries and I was a caretaker for seven years to a paralyzed woman that couldn't speak. People who know me know that I'm a really good person and I'd do anything to help anybody. I changed diapers I clean poop from her. I did everything I had to do to take care of my wife. I never cause trouble with anybody, but that waiter started belittling me to everybody sitting at the bar Making fun of me about calling the restaurant for two plates is unacceptable.
you are one of my favorite restaurants and I come often and Benny knows me as the chicken Milanese guy because that's what I order every time I come since Patti days
. But at this point, I don't know if I can come back because of what happened on Sunday
I have not gone back after three attempts of calling the restaurant and asking for a return call from the owner, which you never did so obviously he doesn't care read more