Ordered two Lynchburg Lemonades for our aperitivo. Both came healthy dose of fruit flies. Yes, multiple fruit flies. Like, at least four per drink.
No biggie, we'll just order another set, hold the flies. They were accommodating enough to oblige.
But oh what's that? MORE FLIES? Yeah that's right--they didn't even bother to check the second batch. Asked for a refund, they said they'll make the drinks again. Luckily, third time is the charm; no drosophila in this one.
The faux-club atmosphere combined with the meatless and mediocre buffet just dampened the experience.
I would rather go get a kebab at Zam Zam next door.
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