My group and I experienced a botched meal all based on timing.
We went here because Everett's in the Grand Lodge had an almost hour-wait, and this was the next best choice suggested by their hostess. I was with my husband, his parents, his sister, his brother-in-law and our 6-year-old nephew. The in-laws all went for the prime rib and shrimp buffet, while the little one ordered fries and chicken tenders off the kid's menu. My husband ordered a bowl of the Soup of the Day, Clam Chowder, and I got a Caesar Salad. And we shared the Pork Osso Buco entree with asparagus and mashed potatoes on the side.
Four of the group began eating right away from the buffet's salad bar while we all waited for our drinks- Hot Tea for the mother-in-law, Diet Coke for the father-in-law, Long Island Iced Tea for the sister-in-law, Chopin Martini (which really confused the server because she had never heard of the liquor, even though it's on the menu), Lemonade for the kiddie, Short's IPA for my hubby and the Drink Feature of the Night (note - not special for price....actually not clear of why it's special) of a Snowball Martini for me.
Strike 1-
All the drinks came quickly except the lemonade, hot tea and my martini. The server came back with the tea as my mother-in-law began eating her prime rib. While I reminded the server that I had ordered the drink she suggested, she apologized and said she would go put it in. And again, the lemonade was forgotten.
Strike 2-
A)The next time she came out, she brought a bread basket of sourdough (which I did like because it was moist and buttery), my husband's chowder (which lacked clam but had quite a bit of potato and bacon) and my mediocre Caesar Salad. She said that the bartender was still making my drink because she had to get the lime sherbet (AKA snowball) from the kitchen. And, yes, no lemonade again.
B) Finally, I got my drink along with the entree. Just as my hubby was finishing his beer, and my sister-in-law was halfway through her Long Island and polishing off her second plate of prime rib. In the end, my drink didn't really live up to the hype. It tasted like cheap, boozy melted ice cream, a bit of a mistake.
C) As for our osso buco, I appreciated the woodsy morels on top but the meat was not nearly as tender as expected. The last time I had this dish it was fall of the bone, fork-tender that I didn't need a knife. Whereas, this time, I had to hack it a part. It didn't help that the asparagus side was a measly four or five skinny pieces with some type of unnecessary cream sauce. I like the mashed potatoes more because they were at least the smashed red bliss variety, although it did need seasoning.
Strike 3-
What made me really sad was when my brother-in-law pointed out that his son didn't have his entree and drink until after my husband and I got our food. Chicken tenders and fries definitely do not take as long to cook ...
For next time, I would rather make our own dinner back at our condo resort room. read more