My most recent visit to the Roe was an unfortunate disaster, but it did not take long for me to understand why.
Upon arriving to what had once been the finest dining establishment in Monroe, indeed in all of northeast Georgia, I was stunned to discover that the Roe had been closed, permanently. It was a preposterous sight - what had once been a titan of food preparation and service was now laid to waste without a soul in sight. I quickly reached out to my connections in the area. Surely, I thought, some unavoidable disaster had befallen the Roe and led to such a tragedy.
What I learned came as a bitter disappointment - that the esteemed James Timothy Nelson, perhaps the most talented restaurant employee of our generation, had found employment elsewhere soon before the establishment had closed its doors for the last time. I was flabbergasted, to say the least. My previous visits to the Roe featured delicious food and scenery (though a disappointing lack of Dr Pepper), but what had truly set apart each and every moment I had set foot in the Roe was the enigmatic presence and service given by James Timothy Nelson.
As I peered through the windows of the fallen titan of dining, I remembered the myriad moments where, just as my mind was beginning to ponder a refill or an appetizer, James Timothy Nelson would inexplicably arrive, requesting if I was in need of the very thing I was wanting. I looked at the counter behind which James Timothy Nelson had no doubt cleaned thousands of glasses for thirsty patrons, and expertly left each cup without so much as a single molecule of contaminant.
I reflected on the seemingly effortless charm and personality that had radiated from that exceptional employee, James Timothy Nelson, and how certain I had been that he was destined to become the restaurant's owner to truly place the Roe in rarified air among this nation's prestigious dining establishments. I remembered seeing the waves of female patrons that would wistfully eye him from afar, dreaming that, perhaps someday, his loyalties would lie with them. And I remembered the loud wailing and crying I had heard one somber night in the streets of Monroe when it became public news that James Timothy Nelson was happily engaged.
So much talent, so much potential, and such a bright future for the Roe. Their failure to offer him compensation or hours that would keep him employed for them was an unimaginably foolish misstep. Correlation does not always equal causation, but in this case it is clear that the departure of James Timothy Nelson from the Roe was the restaurant's death blow. I leave you this review with deep bitterness and sorrow, hoping that some day you will find whatever establishment James Timothy Nelson is currently employed at, and get to witness the greatness of his genius and talent the way that I was blessed to experience.
Additionally, the restaurant's closure meant that it did not provide me with Dr Pepper. Zero stars. read more