val. girl. was the food cost on a single pizza really worth embarrassing yourself and your…read moreemployees on your patio on a busy saturday night? let me set the scene...
my friends joined my son and i last minute in brevard to attend the bela fleck concert last night. we met up at wood & vine, as it is a pretty easy meetup spot with a diverse menu. my friends were immediately appalled by the prices, but they were good sports, especially since she was in the mood for vegan cheese pizza. so here's our order. for me? wings and wedge- $32. classic order, no complaints. for him? picante pizza- $27. he wasn't thrilled about the flat-bread-size of the pizza at that price, but i assured him he could have some of my wings. for her? the margarita pizza with vegan cheese- $24 and not sure if there was an up charge for the vegan cheese. my son absolutely loves this friend and was dead set on sharing a pizza with her. we told our waitress they would share the pie, but asked if we could get a side of pepperonis for him. she obliged, and i will say that this is where the trouble began.
i'll totally blame my boy- he was bouncing around saying "half cheese! half pepperoni!" over and over again. did my son confuse the waitress? most definitely. but i didn't realize it until right before our food came out.
"i'm so sorry. they already put the pepperoni on half of the pizza, is that going to be okay?" of course! my friend is vegetarian and dairy-free she wasn't going to throw a fit. we assure her that's fine and she goes back inside to confirm. at this point, the patio has completely filled up with tables. my son is bouncing around demanding his pizza quite loudly, which is not polite or allowed while we are dining out. since there was so much going on, he was having a hard time using his listening ears, so i took him out front to explain to him- once again- that we do not berate or make demands of waitstaff. once he's calmed down, we return to find our friends looking quite puzzled by the three pizzas now on our table instead of the two we ordered. i ask "what's this?" they shake their heads and say they don't know what happened.
now since i was not at the table at the time, i am not at liberty to say what happened during this interaction. i'm sure they protested that there was one pizza too many. i feel like the waitress probably apologized and offered to take a pizza off the table. my friends most likely were thinking it would go to waste (they hate food waste they are sustainable farmers) and said something along the lines of, "no! it's fine don't worry we'll eat it." again, i am paraphrasing since i was not present for this interaction.
anyways, when our waitress gives my friend the check at the end of our meal, he immediately sees that there are three pizzas on the check and kindly reminds her we only ordered two. this is where things start to take a turn for the worse... cause she's gone a long time and when she returns, she does not look happy about the interaction she is about to have.
she sighs and says "chef said since you accepted the pizza you need to pay for it." i interject- "absolutely not. i wasn't even here when the food was dropped. we are not paying another $30 for a pizza we didn't order." what happened next i can only describe as absolutely insane.
after a long while, our waitress comes back looking absolutely defeated. "well, they made me say it was my fault, but she took it off your check." and hands my friend the updated bill. "thank you," i reply, "but is absolutely not your fault."
enter val gerdes. chef and owner of wood & vine. she has left her station on the line at 7pm on a saturday night to come and confront us herself. "it absolutely isn't her fault," val agrees with me, "so tell me why you would accept a third pizza and eat said pizza and then not expect to pay for it." girl. are your margins that narrow? you can't cover the food cost of a half cheese half pepperoni pizza mistake that YOU made? how much loss is that? maybe $7? i went blind with rage at this point. i have worked with many chefs far more pretentious than you with ACTUAL credentials to back it up and never in their lives would they embarrass/debase themselves the way you did on your patio last night.
did it feel good? did you feel powerful? did you go back to the line and gloat? what's it like to feel so insecure? how does it feel to know that your waitstaff hate you because you don't have their backs? yeah. maybe our waitress did mess up with our order. but you girl, you messed up with your life choices.
i said i wouldn't be back. val, you said that would be great. i'm glad we agree. so now im going to make it my mission to let everyone know what a silly little loser you are by recommending MUCH better places to eat in the brevard area.
all in all- i would recommend avoiding val gerdes and her restaurant at all costs.
val- grow up. and have a great day
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